It looks like we’re in a mutual agreement, me and the mitt, about this relationship coming to an end. It’s over, it was fun while it lasted but it’s time to find amusement elsewhere. The mitt seems to agree because it simply flew by when I sat down to knit, we both want this to be over. Now it’s time to start looking for something new and fresh, to roam ravelry and swipe right or left depending on the allurement. It’s scary, as it always is to be between projects, but it might also be good for me. I will take my time.