...how pathetic and sad I must seem to other people. Because of my hobby/pastime....my passion for knitting.
I found a knitting supply store in my area and I got so excited over it I called not only the store to tell them I was excited but my mother, my husband and my mother-in-law too.
This store is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow for me...now I won't have to make do with whatever WalMart or the generic craft store carries, I can go hog wild with mohair and wool/cotton blends and variageated colors and chunky and sportweight...and they even have hemp blend yarns! I've been dying to try that! Speaking of dyeing, they have yarns that you can dye yourself...Koolaide makes a good yarn dye, apparently. And patterns, they have patterns galore for all kinds of cool stuff; more needles than you can shake a stick at..circular ones and double pointed ones (necessary for socks and beanies), bamboo ones...beaded stitch markers so's you don't lose your place, row counters.....I could go on and on.
I'm going to be like a kid in a candy store. I'm going to go check it out this week with $20 in my pocket...than, when Dave's pay increase shows up on the 15th of the month I'm going back with my $100 allowance and fully expect to come out of there weighed down with yarn and supplies, totally broke.
Broke, but happy.
I just realized how sad that sounds.....
....and I don't care!