Like I needed another reason.
I started therapy, AGAIN. I knew I was going to cry even though it was the first visit and only background information would be given. But I brought my knitting and it gave me something to concentrate on and be busy.
I didn't cry, I teared up, but didn't cry. I just get so hysterical and I hate to cry. I thanked him for letting me knit. He said he loved watching me knit and that it was pretty cool.
Yay, I love that I found something that is so relaxing and people are intested in! And I have found 1 hour a week that I get to work on this baby blanket for a friend!
Courtesy of daughter!
Courtesy of 2nd daughter!