It's been a dry few weeks, knitting-wise. I've been a little apathetic about everything in general. The yarn for my polar bear got really, really tangled, so I have to deal with that. Mostly I just sit and stare at it. Sometimes I'll pick it up and try to find the end so I can untangle it. No luck so far.
I had to do a little sewing on the baby present for Maggi, and I'm about halfway done. It doesn't take very long, but I don't even know when I'll see her or the baby, so it doesn't seem as urgent.
I've been working on a camera bag, but it's going slowly. There was some confusion over the embossed stitches, but Beth, the designer, answered my questions. She was really nice about it, so thank you, Beth!
I'll get back in the swing of things soon, I hope. I've been reading yet another mystery novel, and the main character was lamenting how all of the women on the subway immediately take out their "knitting pins" and start clacking away. I think he mostly objected because he was shoved into the pointy end of the needles several times by the crowds of people.
More later!
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