I am so glad I washed all my scarves, gloves and hats.

Those that were dusty have regained their vibrancy. Those that I never bothered washing when I finished them because they didn’t need blocking have become a little softer and cuddlier. (There’s a lesson in that.) Everything smells lovely. I almost can’t wait until it gets cold enough to wear them.

Yesterday we had a bit of bad news. One that has me seriously looking for yarn to knit up a voodoo doll of our ex-builder. Last night I checked the comments of my last post and instantly felt better. When misfortune and strife comes, sometimes it’s hard not to think you must be a bad, repellant, stupid, loser of a person to attract it even though you know you’ve done nothing wrong. So it’s nice to read that you’ve inspired, amused or entertained someone, even in the smallest way – like writing a blog post.

So thanks for snapping me out of a low mood. (Mind you, I’m still going to make that voodoo doll. It’ll get more than a few laughs around here. And a lot of gleeful use by many friends.)