i was enjoying some knitting on sunday… sitting on the couch watching the office on my ipad with a dog on either side of me. i heard a plow-like thing outside and got up to look out the window. upon my return to the couch, i realized that i had no idea where my needle went. i looked *all* over. i tore up the blankets, made the dogs leave the room, i even questioned whether or not i had left it in the kitchen.
i couldn’t find it. still haven’t.