Today is March 22, 2006.
I still hate my job and find refuge in my knitting. I notice that the way I am planning for the possibility that I'll quit my job before having another one, or for the possibility that I'll have to take a pay cut is -- I buy yarn for a project out of every paycheck. Never mind food and shelter! Yarn is what I'm stockpiling.
What? Is there something wrong with that?
Here's Night Snow. It's still sailing along and I'm loving it. The other night the knitting needle broke through the skin of my right index finger. I applied three layers of bandaid and continued sailing. I will not be stopped!
I bought the only other Alice Starmore book that seems still to be commonly available -- Fisherman Sweaters -- and I may be ready to tackle one of those next. Wow, what a talent that woman has.