sticks, beads and strings
make wonderful, beautiful things

How much knitting?

How much knitting could a fast knitter knit if a fast knitter could knit knits? Well, plenty. However, if that fast knitter was helping the eye doctor give exams to DaBaby and Drama, instead of sitting placidly in the waiting room, she would not get to knit very much at all. But we’re almost done with doctor visits for another year. I think when it’s officially over, I will go over to and find the coupon codes for, and send myself some flowers. Lord knows, I deserve them. And then I will use the same 1800flower coupons to send some flowers to my family or putting up with the evil witch I have been while all this has been going on.

Going, going, going makes me crazy. I may get in more knitting time, but it makes my whole day spin totally out of control, and I get behinder and behinder and in the long run, that equals less time for knitting, and that equals an even grumpier me, and so there that is. A knitting Cass is a happy Cass.

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