the word of the weekend is....

quiet.

after running around and funning around all week, i'm pooped. more to the point, i am knitting and loving nesting and talking on the phone and having minimal plans. i also like delaying plans, as in, i will clean my house tomorrow and i will continue to sit on my couch next to all of the stuff i have dumped on it during the past week.

so yes, i'm knitting a scarf and it's pretty but somehow i always think the actual skein of wool is prettier than the actual knitted project. it's very weird. i think i like seeing things in their randomness rather than all prettified - my wool is beautifully dyed and just seems a little cheesier in the rainbow stripes that it knits into.

anyhoo, here's hoping i have enough wool for an actual scarf, and not just for a scarf that also doubles as a placemat.

i'm off, with no plans. sweeet.