I live to serve, at least according to my cat.
I believe I was born to fondle yarn 24 hours a day. Alas, due to the circumstances our modern world imposes on us, I have to incorporate 10 hour breaks in my fondling in order to uphold the outwards impression on husband and neighbours that I’m quite normal. And to scrape in money to buy more yarn, of course. Further to that, I have to sleep. All in all, there’s way too little time left for fondling.
Update Jan 2014.
I wasn’t fooling anybody with the attempts at being “normal”. So now I’m on my second year of a textile and aesthetics education which will hopefully give me a good base for my future designing. Welcome to my playground!
I wish to offer a huge thank you to my test knitters for their patience and mind reading and optimism and energy!