Firstly, just to be normal, some yarn.
This is some Touchyarn laceweight which I've had for a couple of years, just waiting for the right project. It's gorgeous - lovely jewel colours in the skein, glossy when wound.
Yum! Perfect for a Bitterroot scarf, I thought.
Hmm. Perhaps not.
It just looks like a tangled mess and you can't see any of the pattern in there. I is having a rethink.
In other news, the fridge arrived.
That was as far as it got. Interesting trying to get in the front door when I got home.
BIL and The Man judging the space. (You can just see The Man's fingers, he's the one behind the fridge.)
Are they kidding? A monster fridge powersaving by turning off six tiny LED lights on the front panel?? Seriously, that's the least of its worries.
Following a trip to Ikea on Sunday, the craft room had turned into this:
A desktop, a box with a flatpack chair in it, assorted other bits and storage and table and bags of stuff. A Mess, oh yes.
Several hours later it looked more like this:
Reusing some shelves left by vendors but these will be upgraded:
Some fabric from the stash, now amalgamated and easy to view.
Tidy cupboard with see through storage boxes (need more of them I think).
And finally, I am apparently starting to turn into a granny. Not only knitting but also this:
The Rolls Royce of shopping trolleys, oh yes. Raised eyebrows all round, as well as a vow never to be seen with me if I'm using it, let along take it for a spin himself. Hee hee, can you see The Man wheeling that back from Sainsbury's?