WIPPLE

Works
In
Progress
Past
Life
Expectancy

Kinda like SABLE?  Except for current projects.  I have this weird desire to cast on as many projects as my needle collection will allow.

Where'd My Feet Go?

It's been a long three weeks (only three weeks?!) but Dad's doing fine.  I had to quit a part-time job because they weren't willing to work with me and kept giving me two full shifts a week instead of my ideal four- or five-hour shifts several times a week.  I need to take care of my dad and I can't do that if I'm working all day.

Since I have all this time on my hands and no money to spend on yarn, I've been knitting like a fiend, trying to break through my stash.  Good thing it's going to take a while.

This is the yarn I have to use before I use my more recent purchases (second photograph).  There are more than a few WIPs that have been lying around for months.

It's all got a planned project.  Even those two giant balls of acrylic.  That's going to be a blanket.  And that's why it'll take a year for me to get through it all.

Curveball

My dad's in the hospital awaiting quintuple bypass heart surgery.  Please pray if you read this.  Thank you.

Starburst

I finally finished that thing.

See?  I almost didn't believe me, either.

Slow Motion

I've moved.  I've settled.  I've found a job.  I think I might need to relax a bit.

I finished that shawl ... and I should probably take pictures of it.  Maybe later, eh?

Today I have to go to my "local coffee shop" and exchange my uniform for my last cheque.  I'm not quite sure what to expect from them now.  I didn't tell a lot of people that I was leaving.  Somehow some of them found out, cos my last day was definitely a trial!  Especially because of that supervisor being really snarky.  I had to tell her off quite a few times.  I guess true colours can't hide forever.

I don't actually start working until next week.  I've been exploring the new neighbourhood and getting used to the bus system here in Hamilton, which is different from the one in Brampton, which makes it weird.

I'm learning how to make a granny square.  A year ago I bought two massive balls of yarn from Walmart.  They're huge.  They're 1kg each.  They're destined to be an afghan.  And of course, I want to crochet it, not knit it.  Even though I don't really know how.

Stashbusting and yarn dieting only work until the Knitter's Fair.  I'm saving what little money I have left for that weekend.  In the meantime, I think I have enough yarn to keep me occupied.