I have embarked on a new journey… a sewing journey, to be exact. Tonight I made my first bowl coozy. What TikTok promised would be a quick and easy thirty-minute project turned into an hours-long adventure. I thought I’d have enough time to get a couple hours of knitting in tonight, but I’ll have to settle for thirty minutes.
One thing I love about new hobbies is the shopping—and the mindless wandering down craft store aisles. Today I spent two hours looking at fabric and somehow spent a total of sixty-two dollars, which will hopefully have been worth it. I even stopped at Goodwill to see if they had any bedsheets that might be fun to repurpose. What an exciting time to be alive.
On my way home, I stopped at a different grocery store just to spice things up. I had this moment where I realized how “fun” it felt… and then it hit me—I’m getting old. I’m excited by the same grocery store, just in a different location.
Even tonight while I was sewing, all I could think about was how excited I’d be once I finished my bowl cozy. My one-of-a-kind bowl coozy, with patterns no one else would have and fun-colored thread. I can’t wait to make more.
But wow… I have become an old woman.
And honestly? I kind of love it.
…although I might really need to get out of this small town.
Thoughts?