Do I really have to go back to the real world tomorrow? Can we just stay on spring break until, say, summer?
Granted, I didn't really do anything spring break-y, no beach, no late nights at the bar, no travels, no all day in bed even. I wrote. I read. It was good.
I did get some new toys. The postman was very, very good to me over spring break, even if the pesky credit card companies actually want me to pay for my presents.
I feel like a real knitter now... my very own swift and ball winder. The swift is off ebay and I really like it. It was considerably cheaper than the large umbrella ones and I had a PayPal balance from the Fun Fur I eliminated from the stash. (Yes, I had Fun Fur, don't ask.) So far, I've managed to tear apart the ugly sock, although it made an ugly little yarn cake. I can't believe I actually have to practice using a ball winder. The black alpaca laceweight turned out nicely and wow, so much easier than doing it by hand.
I've resisted the urge to get out all my stash and wind, wind, wind.