Some weeks, you just need to start an intricately cabled pullover to take with you as commuter knitting in the morning.
(Like you do.)
Sadly, apparently, some weeks you also forget to bring your camera with you to photograph such a hardcore decision. Le sigh.
(Pattern in question, incidentally, is ‘Portland’ from the book A Fine Fleece. It’s going to be delicious.)
But at least you’ll still have a nice lanolin smell all over your hands when you start your day.
(Because if typing can remind you of wool, I don’t see how that can be a bad thing).
Carry on, Thursday, carry on.
(But don’t think I haven’t noticed that it’s only one more day until the weekend. I’m onto you.)