Sunday, September 17, 2006
My name is Annette and I am addicted to yarn. And knitting. And anything related to the two...magazines, pattern books, classes, yarn stores in any and every city, websites, designers, and people of a kindred spirit who understand this addiction firsthand.
It was the yarn that drew me in. When I was in college I had a summer job around the corner from a yarn store. I passed by the store as I walked to and from work. At first, I simply admired the yarn displayed in the window as I passed by. Then I actually stopped and looked at the display, stealing a peek at the cubbies filled with fiber inside. Eventually, the yarn lured me inside and I began fondling. That was it. I was hooked.
So. Is it (a) a problem that needs to be cured? Or (b) a highly attractive personality trait? I'm a perpetual optimist, so I'm going to go with 'b'.