UFOs within arms reach
A night or two ago, I was sitting at the edge of my bed, knitting a swatch for a jacket I wanted to begin, when I was struck motionless by a realization. I had in my hands the beginnings of yet another UFO.
Without standing up, I reached and gathered up all the UnFinished Objects that lie around me.
This is just what was right in front of me. There are countless more scattered all over my apartment, waiting for me to find them and work on them for a while. This is the kind of knitter I am. (Did I ever mention that I'm ADD?) There's just something comforting about knowing that there are plenty of projects to keep me occupied and entertained. If only I didn't keep losing them...
