you can all relax now. i’ve found peace. i no longer feel the need to use my drop spindle for horrifying purposes such as gouging out the eyes of anyone who comes up and says “oh but spinning is not … Read the rest
in between my scheduled weekly “me first” time, a.k.a. sunday that’s entirely reserved for my own nihilistic needs which somehow always seems to mean changing bedsheets, putting my hair up in odd-looking buns and drinking tea in complete silence, i’m … Read the rest
no i’m not dead. and yes i’m doing stuff. useful stuff, even. not the dishes though. they’ve waited since dec 23, they can wait another week or so. in case you’re wondering i’m totally fine with being gross.
she finds three gorgeous skeins of hand-dyed sock-weight yarn. on sale. and on a very generous sale too, she mumbles ecstatically to herself whilst attempting not to foam from her mouth … Read the rest