We celebrated with the Lower Hutt Knitters group, some champagne, and plenty of knitting.
It is rather surreal to finally have something tangible and space-occupying. Four months ago I sat in my Uncle's lounge on a steamy Kuala Lumpur evening and told him all about my grand plans for the future. He was one in a long list of people i've regaled with my dreams of wool, colour and fulfilment. Every time the words were said aloud, there was always that niggling thought questioning if it will actually happen.
And here it is.
7 and a half great boxes of sock wool.
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