The 70’s called…

…and wanted its colors back.


Yep, that’s true. I’m huddled under the brown blanket knitting something orange. Luckily the thing is done pretty soon because I’m not sure how much longer I can take this. The orange is haunting me. Everywhere I look there is some kind of dirty orange and now I find this combination in my own home, in my own lap actaually. I’m going to finish quickly and never talk about this again.