Losing my Knitting?!
I’m not really that old. I have a kid who is not in the double-digits phase yet. I have a knitting project that I have been AVIDLY knitting on for the last three days - and it has disappeared. Disapparated. Vanished. Decamped. Been swallowed up. Gone back to the sheep from whence it came. I have no earthly idea where it is.
So, is losing my knitting a metaphor? EEEP!
If you see my knitting, or more importantly, my lovely Knit Picks circs, please, please tell them to come home. I miss them!!!
