P-man has been sitting here seeming like he thinks I should be doing something. He’s asked (about 10 times) if I have any ideas for dinner. I don’t. He’s asked if I needed anything from the wood store. I do. He’s suggested I get cleaned up and actually go to the wood store. I don’t wanna. He’s offered to go to the wood store for me, to get 1/4” oak dowels, because I’m out. I actually need to place an order online but first need to take some inventory and plan what I’m going to work on and figure out exactly what I need so I don’t end up with a bunch of some stuff, not enough of other stuff and have to make another run to the wood store. But I don’t want to do that. right. now. I am busy. I am knitting. I am doing something.
More than halfway to done, done, done with the edging. I have steeled myself to keep knitting this endless, repetitive, monotonous, interminable edging for all eternity. Leave me alone...I am KNITTING.
It will end. The yarn will run out, I'll turn the last corner, I'll run away from home. Something will end. The big question is--who, or what, will give first?
2 comments:
O.M.G. So that is what it's looking like? It's bee-utiful!
That is beautiful, Shannon. I know it won't be you giving in first. You are too stubborn! Awesome job. I can't wait to see the finished product... You are probably done by now and just need to upload a pic.
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