People knit for many reasons: to relieve stress, pass time, carry on time-honored tradition, or simply for the joy of making something with their own two hands. Today, I knit to keep the steam from blowing out of my ears, the tears from rolling down my face, and to bury my disappointment in knit stitches. We're not getting the house. And not because we can't, but because we won't. You see, there's this tiny little problem with where the house is located - in a flood plain - and since this area's history has included some recent torrential flooding, my dh has decided we don't belong in this house. Even though he knew about the flood plain when we first saw it, and when we signed the offer, and when we signed the contract - he decides it now, when I've already decorated and painted and virtually inhabited this place in my head. *crack* That's the sound of my heart breaking. Ugh.
And since I have reason to knit...
That's my progress, still working on that last *yawn* bit of stockinette before switching to 2x2 ribbing *double yawn*. I'll get through this, I know, because it will be so satisfying to complete it and wear it around, looking fabulous. With the timeline I'm on, it should be perfect weather by the time this thing is done!
And a pic of my reason for everything...
