How Quickly We Tire

Day Number Two of the New Job, and I feel bored already. To alleviate this, I am posting from the office, which is helping me feel less bored and very sneaky. Let me assure you that I do like the job, but it is a family business. I am not going to set the world on fire here in Brewster, New York. The irony? I am a slacker by nature, so why bother myself with the impending doom that this job, like every one previous, will not provide me with the challenge and creative outlet that I believe that my soul desires?

When it comes to being bored on the job, the office is a superb venue (compared to retail). Instruments such as the telephone and the computer are your allies in creating the impression of work. No such luck in cosmetics/retail sales. Break out the cleaning supplies and check the testers.

Stroke of Luck
Recently, I was able to find a copy of the hotly desired (by me) Rowan pattern book, It's a Tape Thing.


Joe has pronounced the Rowan books and magazines "knitting porn". Whether this is a result of him finding the dewy models stimulating or of observing me hot with knitting desire as I pour through page after page of gorgeous patterns, I cannot say.

Since a sale is just as stimulating as Rowan patterns, I also purchased Socks Soar on Two Circular Neeles. This is laughable, given that the cuff of my first ever sock is rotting in my project basket. This purchase was either a case of optimism or money burning a hole in my handbag.