I mean, I really like to knit.
I know. I’m a wild one.
My husband, a scruffy rescued dog, and I live in a tiny apartment, as some of you know. We downsized massively to fit our lives into a tiny space. We are now living a very simplified life, compared to the way things used to be. And it’s good.
But it doesn’t come without its challenges. For instance, finding space for my enormous stash of yarn is a feat involving a fair bit of creativity. If you would like to know more about that, check out this post.
Aside from a custom built sectional with hidden storage (see previously mentioned post), I have yarn stashed away in every available non-visible empty space I can find.
Some of you might think that’s excessive. Anyone who knits (or crochets) will understand that there is no such thing as too much yarn.
Anyway, I’m not a yarn junkie for no reason. I actually use the stuff. I knit. A lot.
I usually won’t leave home without a project bag. You never know when you’re going to be stuck waiting in a line-up at the bank, on a bus in slow, heavy traffic, or in any given situation where you don’t know what to do with your hands (this happens a lot when you’re shy and awkward, as I am).
I even take my knitting when I go kayaking! Hey, don’t laugh. It’s a thing. I have a friend who recently told me he does the same. We bonded a little bit over this while our husbands laughed at us (lovingly, of course!) But seriously, I highly recommend it. There’s nothing quite like floating on a peaceful lake in a kayak… and knitting. Pure bliss!
I also like to keep my hands busy while Netflix binging. Yes, that happens sometimes.
Anyway, just so you know I really do use yarn from said stash, here are a couple of my completed projects:
So, there it is. Nothin’ but the truth. I love to knit. Do you? What’s the weirdest place/situation that you’ve knitted in?