There are no words to describe the disaster area that my knitting room has become. There's stuff EVERYWHERE. I'm about to don my cleaning clothes- a pair of shorts and a tank top-and grab a dumpster. I just can't work in these conditions.
If you don't hear from me by tomorrow evening, send the police. I'll be the one with the messed up eyeliner under the pile of yarn.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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