From the time I was 16 and drove a 1948 Chevy pickup with a deluxe cab, that was geared down for towing and had the most delightful wrap-around windows, I have always owned a clutch. Always. I am a type A control freak that needed the control of a clutch. Now I am much older, 51 if you can believe blogger (I think they must have miscalculated). This baby is an automatic. Losing my clutch is the most recent battle that MS has won. I am turning this loss into a gain, who needs a little red sports car when you can drive a big, beautiful, black beast?
I finished the reading mitts, I just need to get a good picture. I have started 5 year old socks, but left them in Penny's car after an appointment last Friday. I have one remaining UFO besides the socks.....I could be free to start a new project soon....soon....
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