There are times in my life when I really, really wish my brain didn't insist on having a sound track to go with every thought I have.
Anyway.... Great White is coming along. Slowly. Actually, considering my recent work schedule & my lack of enthusiasm for knitting with worsted, stash pile acrylic on larger needles.... I'm making fairly decent progress.
Have you noticed I'm trying not to say what the Great White is? It's a gift so I'm doing my best not to label it but it's pretty dang obvious what it is. Or at least what it will be. What it will be if I ever have time and enthusiasm for knitting it, that is.
I've been binge watching Supernatural reruns while I knit Great White, which is helping. Actually, I'm not sure you can call watching 20 minutes of an episode between shifts at work 'binge watching' but it is what it is. What ever you want to call it, I'm spending my free 20 minutes a day watching Supernatural and knitting on Great White. In the show, Bobby Singer just died and I'm thinking I should probably call out from work today to stay home and comfort Sam & Dean. I think they'd appreciate it and I'm sure Great White would.