I am alive only because Jung and Michelle in NE bought me a groovy yarn cutter. Thereby meaning I did not pack my scissors, thereby meaning I had nothing Sharp with which To End My Life after I knit two Beeeeyoooottuiful Fair Isle Patterned Lopi Sleeves...sat back to admire the beauty and realised that I had knit one whole pattern (at the ##$%%$$## cuff) in the Wrong Colour. Was it noticable? Apparently not during the knitting, but blatantly obvious to all observers.
Perhaps the Adored One would like something from a tool catalogue for our Anniversary instead?
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