I am tangled up in balls of wool, which is all to do with my etsy...excitin's! I had forgotten how long it takes to knit an entire scarf to my specifications (wide and extremely long) but it's going to turn out super awesome so i think can handle hand ache for the rest of my life just for this :) Oh and my camera reappeared yesterday so i'm getting it all charged up and ready to take a few pics of a head band I whipped up last weekend and maybe tomorrow i'll give you a peek at the new wool in the wicker basket too. Doesn't the wicker basket need a name? I feel like it needs some dramatic announcement or something like "The Wicker Basket of Dooooom" *insert devastatingly dramatic voice here* ...maybe not, although it is where all the wool I own goes to die.
Also playing on my mind is my "career". I don't have one. I have no idea what I want to do with my life, all I know is it should be something interesting. I feel like I have my hand in so many different pots:
*childcare (fully trained and fantabulous with kids, but my heart isn't in it any more)
*professional caravan cleaner extraordinaire (oh yeah!)
Hell, I have no clue. So answer me this, how did you decide on a career path? And what did you choose? Please tell me your stories, inspire me, or not. Seriously, i'm really interested to know and plus it would help me out a lot :)
Geese and ciabatta, that just poured out of me like there would be no end! Ramble, ramble; blog, blog. Pics tomorrow.
PS. I just rediscovered Amy Studt <3