RAR MADE THIS!

Day by day, stitch by stitch

I couldn't help it

This is my youngest niece, Elena, the soon to be recipient of the Baby Surprise Jacket.  The picture was just too adorable not to share.

In my element

I keep hinting about change.  There has been a lot of it here lately, which tends to be almost a constant in my life.  These past few weeks have been scary, exhilarating, freeing, and prolific.  I have been knitting on a more consistent basis than I have in years.  I've been dyeing yarn like a crazy person.  I've been spending time with friends.

Three weeks ago, I quit my job.  "The Job" as I always referred to it here, consisted of working as an inbound customer service representative for a major wireless phone service.  It was awful.  I did it for just over a year, and I cannot begin to express to you how thrilled I am to be out of that place.  I feel, oddly, like I got myself back from some dark place that I was trapped in.  I spent my days doing something I hated, and each morning as I arrived there, I had that sick feeling in the pit of my stomach that can best be described as the way it felt to show up at high school without having done your homework.

I walked out on a Saturday and only went back to turn in my letter of resignation.  I have since gotten my job back at The Knaughty Knitter (best LYS ever) working a few days a week and teaching scattered classes.  I'm also working at a bookstore, and have finally found the time to set up my own Etsy shop. I've been having a good old time over at Ravelry, and I have finished several things. 

Sometimes I can feel people not understanding when I try and tell them how much I love knitting, yarn, and the rest.  My goal now is spend a bit more time with people who get it, and spreading the love as much as I can.

These have been some of the best weeks I've had in a long time.  Welcome me back.

Lately

Beautiful

This is my sister holding her baby at the baby's baptism this past Saturday. I can't get over how beautiful the both of them are. Every time I think about moving somewhere else, there are memories and moments like this that make me wonder if I could ever really handle being far away from my family in a permanent sort of way. They are the one (wonderful) thing that holds me back.