Phew.

As I may have mentioned, I recently quit my job. This past Thursday was my last day. I have been going back in for a few hours here and there to help out my replacement, however yesterday I had an experience that completely reaffirmed my decision to quit. I shall not detail said experience here, but suffice to say, it felt good to walk out when things got crappy rather than be obligated to stay there and take it.

Now I am out on my own. I am currently working on my freelance writing career, and worrying about money. Which I suppose is a good motivator for me. I'm scared about what's going to happen, and exhilarated to be working for myself.

This picture seemed appropriate here:

My ultimate goal is to make a living writing about knitting, writing patterns, and generally being involved in the fiber world. I want to do something I love regarding a subject that I love. I wrote a sample piece on designing knitted garments yesterday as an audition for a site, so hopefully I'll hear something positive back from that effort. If not, then I have some solid writing under my belt and I can use it as a piece for somebody else.

And yes, I have been knitting. After a truly craptacular day yesterday, I knitted like a demon on my Traveling Woman shawl, and have nearly completed it. I just have the final lace chart to get through. Who knew that knitting angry could be so productive?

Blue laundry day at my backdoor neighbor's apartment: