It's wrong to complain that so much is going right. I know this. I'm not attached to drama and despair, but I sure know how it begins, middles and ends. We like to think we want to know what to expect. Of course we are wrong. Success and happiness are more open-ended, and they scare me.
I have so many custom orders right now that I can't just goof around and make whatever I want. Oh, poor popular me. (Wipes back of hand on furrowed brow.) No one knows how hard it is to be me. All these people want me to make something for them! It's just not fair, etc.
Today I'm finishing a sweater based on this one:
except it will be red and black, a bit more Japano-Victorian and have a corset-like belt. I'll post pics when it's done.