So the weekend adventure with my boyfriend is about to come to a close, and I have no knitting to show for it. Why, may you ask?
Because I committed the unthinkable, and I didn’t bring any knitting with me.
One of the first things out of my boyfriend’s mouth was, “Where’s your yarn?” I could barely believe my own stupidity. Somehow, I had rationalized it before leaving… It won’t fit. I won’t have time to work on it. I need some time away from knitting. I have homework to do and I don’t want that to distract me.
Somehow, that made sense at the time. I’m not sure how I’ve survived the past three days, but I have. I haven’t had any contact with yarn (except for watching a commercial for a yarn store on television). I know I won’t be making this mistake again any time soon. Watching movies without it just isn’t the same.
Now excuse me while I go and recover from the lack of yarn.