Thursday, July 22, 2010


As a person with an addictive personality,  any chemical more potent than tequila or those silly cigarettes was not an option during my college years.  Knowing that fact about myself might have saved my life, or just made things harder for myself,  I probably should have shied away from the tequila.  That would have made things simpler as well.
So now here I am in my late 30's.  That's the first time I've written that down.  Yikes!  37 is closer to 40 than 30 isn't it?  Oh well, for anyone who is about to comment on that,  the 30's have been so much better than the 20's, so I'm almost excited for the 40's.  Plus I'm already grey so who cares.  Anyway, off the tangent,  I'm in my...(we just covered that, move on) and the addictions have just changed that's all,  it's yarn, and my it's all consuming.  Here I sit with 20 minutes to myself and I just want to go through my stash.  The house is literally falling into itself it's so cluttered and dirty, but it's the bins of yarn I want, the pattern potentials, the possibilities.  There are empty needles that need to be filled.  I will never get a FO out of any of the things cast on at the current moment, so who cares.  Let's just keep at it.  It's the potential that is exciting!

1 comment:

Joan said...

I am in complete alignment with this obsession...