I have a confession to make. For the past week, I’ve been bringing my knitting along with me to work so that I can have something to do on the 25 minute subway trip. And for the past week, I’ve marched over to the subway stop, all excited for pre-work…
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Post-it.
Sometimes when I get home from work, I find things like this waiting for me on my pillow. Boyfriend is teh awesome. Sidenote: This string of single-worded titles was unintentional. I’ve just happened to think of one-worded titles lately. Tomorrow’s will be a whole sentence of words, I promise.
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Wrinkly.
I have a feeling this sweater is going to sneak up on me. With my current work schedule I’m mostly brain dead by the time I get home, so when I sink onto my bed, turn on Lost, and pick up my knitting, I’m mostly zoned out. It’s only the…
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Needles
I find it entertaining that while most people’s phone galleries contain photos of pets, infants of relatives, food, kissing pictures, cocktails, and random funny signs, the majority of the pictures on my phone are snapshots of the “tools required” section of knitting patterns. This whole knitting obsession really only started…
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Jumble.
Just thoughts today; I’m still at work. -I can’t wait for the weekend. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job but I’m tired of being excited all day to go home and knit, only to get home and realize I’m too tired to do anything but stare stupidly at…