Grass widow

K is going away tomorrow for a few days while I have to stay here and work on my paper. On the one hand, I'd love to come with him, but if I get some work done, then we can go on a (short) holiday to Italy soon! That should make a good reward for me, shouldn't it?
But K is also going to take the camera with him, so I better make some pictures before he goes. I managed to make a few more squares for Grace, and I finished the ones I already made. They only need a wash now and then I have to pin and stretch them a bit, so they are the right size.

And... I ordered some yarn! Some for a sweater for myself, and some for a sweater for K (and no, I do not believe in the Boyfriend Sweater Curse!)... and I'm looking for some more for a bolero (yes! I know! A bolero for myself! Even though I never believed in boleros, because I always considered them as 'nothing whole, nothing half'. I seem to have changed my mind...) And I'm thinking about even more projects! That might have something to do with the fact that I just bought a few magazines, like the new Rebecca. Yarnyarnyarn! My precious! I want it! (I totally feel like Gollum now)

It's strange, I didn't want to buy new yarn until I hade made room for new; but I find it like you put yourself on a very strict diet. While you try and stay very good, after a while you go out and binge. Totally. Urgh. So, does that mean that I should find a 'more reasonable' kind of way for my yarn diet, so I don't binge any more? Just like with food. Healthy stuff is good and all that, but we all need a large piece of chocolate mud cake once in a while, to keep up the level of happiness, don't we?!