Oh yes, I've taken up a new hobby. It's something that I have always dreamed of mastering. I had tried before, given up, and then tried again — to no avail. This time, however, it's different. Everything about it is so much more fun. It clicked. No pun intended.
I think the key is starting out with a bunch of fun friends. Throw in some coffee, and you've got yourself a little party.
It all began this past summer when I found out that one of my friends knitted. And I mean knitted. As in sweaters, etc. So, I swooped in and begged her to teach me. Really teach me. Fortunately for me, she has the patience of a saint. As I struggled through my knits and purls, she gently guided me, and lo and behold--I learned to knit.
I then, oh-so-sneakily, cajoled her into teaching several others. This is where I would insert a wicked emoji. We began meeting at my house a couple of times a month. We started out by making hats. Lots and lots of hats. I mean lots. Like 20 of them. I think pretty much everyone in my family received one. I then progressed to knitting shawls, scarves, vests, and a few other items. I was on a roll. Get it? A ball of yarn? Pun intended.
Yep, I fell in love with knitting. It's now an addiction. I have to go into every yarn shop I see. I have to have future projects planned. I have to knit every evening while watching TV. And I even take it with me to the strangest places. I just want to knit. It's crazy. I find myself thinking--I could be knitting right now! It doesn't really matter where I am — I could be knitting! Church, friends' homes, playing canasta--I could be knitting. I really want to take my knitting to meetings with me, but don't want to get kicked out or chastised, so I leave it at home. However, I'm thinking about knitting! Addicted? I think so!
We eventually decided to make this obsession of mine into an activity within our club. I mean--why not? We meet at my home, knit, share stories, laugh, drink coffee, and then we all go to lunch at the local Mexican restaurant. It's a great day. What's not to love? Knitting, friends, and lunch?
It's open to everyone interested in knitting. I hope we never get tired of each other. We are having so much fun. We are bonding over a shared interest. And we are becoming closer friends.
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