The Chest of Knitting HorrorsTM is now safely packed away into a public warehouse storage cubby, along with my entire yarn stash, (except for the Suede T still in progress) and I’m feeling at odds with myself over not having had time to knit in the past couple of days.
Will I survive putting this place up for sale? Will I manage to get everything clean and uncluttered by 4/12? Will finding termites, disconnected plumbing,andbare wire/knob style wiringin the new place crush our desire toshell out for it? Will I spiral downwards into terminal knitting-withdrawal before I can reclaim my goodies from storage? Will the Suede T ever be finished?
Who can say?HoweverI don’t believe I will everstop smelling Pine Sol…