I can’t believe how many cute baby patterns are out there in the knitting world. I wish I had a secret stash of money hidden in a slit in my mattress that would fund my lust for beautiful yarn. And, next to that stash, I wish I had a magic wand that would provide me with endless time to craft said yarn into beautiful things. I love knitting. Love it! And yet, I take pride in the fact that I don’t buy yarn just to buy it. I always have a plan. No yarn that enters this house is purposeless. (I have leftovers that I don’t know what to do with, but that’s a different issue entirely.) Right now, I have a small queue of knitting projects:
Sophie’s Christmas stocking — almost done
Baby hat for Caitlin’s baby — just needs a pom pom
Baby hat for Paige’s baby — on deck
Baby bunting for my baby — next in line
I wish I could walk and breathe and clean the kitchen and [insert chore here] and knit all at the same time. Wouldn’t that be cool? Or is it just me?