A Case Of The Mondays On A Tuesday Afternoon

So lately I've been thinking maybe knitting isn't my thing.

Knitting isn't for everyone.

And maybe it's not for me.

Let us remember the mediocre Folded, and the too short to be allowed Tweedy, and the lest we forget the completely disastrous in every ways Grown Up Girl.

I turned to Jamestown.

And things were going along swimmingly

And then I realized that the big slouchy sweater was not going to be big and slouchy enough.

I need to go up a size.  Possibly two to get the amount of ease I want.

I am now the proud owner of ball of yarn and a pair of empty needles.

I need to find a new hobby.

I hear chain saw juggling is surprisingly relaxing.