Some of you may already notice, but it became apparent to me, at 2am last night, while on my third "paper break" (read procrastination fest), that I might have a teeensy tinsy problem.
It wasn't the swearing over the fact that I didn't weave fast enough that tipped me off. (Probably because I was simultaneously whipping up about a billion imaginary burgers in café world).
Nor was it the throwing down of a sock with the exclamation "stupid pattern!" (note: guess who's pattern it is. This guy's.)
It was the near break-down into tears and the attempt to decide who it was probably okay to call at 1:30 in the morning to talk about being unable to find the print out for a pattern, that tipped me off. This was something new, fun, worth my time, and definitely exciting. (NO, I am not capable of pulling said pattern up on the computer and printing it again darn it! I'd already printed the WHOLE PAGE once!)
I think I might have a knitting problem....
(Zach, stop laughing)