Last Friday, I gathered up my gifts from Christmas, armed with a the idea of a basic pullover knit in Kureyon, all ready to brave Wild and Wooly during a sale--even though I know Noro will never be on sale-- expecting to see frenzied knitters tugging and fighting over bargain skeins while I get the yarn I've been dreaming of(#195) for a while now, only to be somewhat disappointed on all counts.
The last time I was there they had a wall of it in the stockroom, but it seems that the Metrowest area has gone a little Noro-nutty lately. So I have to wait for the next shipment to arrive.
There were no hysterical sale shoppers when I was there; much to my dismay everyone was polite and well-mannered. I looked through the sale yarns and there truly is some wonderful things there, but I know myself enough now to know that is why I have the stash of great intentions and that I should stick to the project I have in mind. I left empty handed. Sad.
I have finished another glove, just like the orange ones only green. Even though I have to wait before starting the new project, I have little motivation to work on the second and while the glove is nice, I can't even get the get-up to take a picture.
So it is. I start school in a week and I'm sure I will have the knitting groove back in a better perspective then. Nothing like having an itch you can't scratch.