Well, almost. I finally found the errant ball of yarn that eluded me last night. I
'm still looking for found the casmere sock that disappeared. My bags are packed and in the car.
I'm taking a
buttload lot of UFOs along - stuff I've set aside when I ran into a problem and needed a quiet moment. After all, it's only me in the car. who cares how much baggage I bring along with me? I'm hoping for plenty of quiet moments and deep breaths this weekend. And then again, I may just leave the UFOs in the car.
Now off to half a day of work. Then I can knitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknitknit
until my fingers fall off or Sunday rolls around, whichever comes first.