Upon realizing that it was in fact frigid and maybe it wasn't such a hot idea to stand at the train station shivering, I ducked into the library to browse. You see, I recently designed--all by my onesies--and began a new knitting project that is very near and dear to my heart. I cannot wait until it is complete and I can share with you! That in mind, I was determined to find a book or two about knitting so I can teach myself some new patterns.
Side note: libraries sort of scare me. When I delve deep into the seemingly never-ending stacks that reach far above my head, I become totally & completely anxious. There's the overwhelming stench of books, that I'm tempted to breathe in, but since the books are mostly extremely old, it's sort of a musty smell, and so maybe I should be holding my breath instead to avoid a sneezing fit. And . it . is . so . quiet. Quiet enough that I can hear myself breathing--ah! I'm supposed to be holding my breath! It's an awful lot to endure just to get a book.
It's a miracle I was able to navigate my way to the appropriate section and shelf I was so eager to find. I briefly sorted through the options and walked away with two great finds I am certain will satiate my hunger for new knitting techniques.
I skimmed through them on the train ride home and am looking forward to scouring them this weekend if time permits. B and I will be taking a mini road trip to help my brother and sister-in-law move into their new home.
[so excited!!]
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