i will be able to afford to buy art. real art, other people’s art. rather than just gazing at it adoringly or pondering how easy it would be to rip off (while never actually getting round to it). yep inspiration rocks but acquisition rocks too.

in particular i will buy several of angela lewin’s botanical prints and hang them in my conservatory. when i’m rich i will have a conservatory too

sorry, o/t. via nebo peklo.

urgh why does any vestige of rationality disappear whenever shopping is involved?

a) i haven’t finished my first pair of socks, they’re taking much longer than i expected, i’m getting quite bored and have a whole heap of non-knitting projects i want to finish, plus i want my next (eventual) knitting project to be non-socky, probably using my sari silk. so WHY am i lusting after sock yarn?

b) i am not and will never be predominantly a knitter, i have knitted a grand total of 2 and 9/10 items, none of which was complicated enough to require markers, i think it will be a long time before i tackle any pattern which needs them. moreover, i make stitchmarkers. i make crochet ones (which i will use) and knitting ones (which i probably won’t), i have a whole stash of supplies including some very cute beads just waiting to be turned into markers. damnit i even have little tins to keep them in. so WHY am i lusting after stitch markers? (specifically the little blue and white ceramic animals).

must resist…