I’ve resisted for so long.
I’ve been cautious to avoid situations that would lead to over-exposure.
Then I was taken to Stitch n Bitch.
And I turned a rather billious shade of green.
And then I caught the bug.
I got taught how to cast on…
And then I was off…
And there was no stopping me.
And I took the plunge and started to attack the birthday present (from the wonderfully thoughtful godmother) with aplomb.
And I haven’t slept or washed in days… (that bit’s not actually true….)
And all I do now is frequent charity shop wool baskets and get RSI in my right wrist (to match the chronic seemingly unstoppable preggers-related lower back pain) and lust over Ravelry and break my keyboard with the drool.