My Watercooler

A few months ago when I was trying to figure out what I wanted to be when I grow up, I came up with two solutions: open a knit shop, or become a writer.  I didn’t have the balls to open a knit shop, and I’ve always wanted to try writing, so here I am.  However, one of the agreements Brent and I made when we decided to switch was that I would need to make some money to pick up the slack we were missing from my old job.  I considered many ideas including waiting tables, teaching, babysitting, working at the Gap even, but then when I walked by my favorite knit shop a few months ago, I thought, “Ah, now this is perfect.” (more…)