So I weave in addition to knitting and the far too many other fiber arts I play with. I just moved. I got out my cute little Inkle loom, got it all warped for card weaving, the first time ever I was going to weave a pattern I'd made. I went to get my shuttle to load it with yarn to actually weave.
It wasn't there.
I opened the bag it was in. Not there. I looked in the bag that bag had been in. No luck. I looked in my craft basket. Nada.
Now I'm sad. My loom is all dressed up with no where to go.
(For those of you with no clue what I'm talking about imagine you've got a delicious meal that you've made the recipe for all by yourself. you go to cook it and realize your pan got lost in the move and now you can't cook until you find your old pan or get a new one.)
It wasn't there.
I opened the bag it was in. Not there. I looked in the bag that bag had been in. No luck. I looked in my craft basket. Nada.
Now I'm sad. My loom is all dressed up with no where to go.
(For those of you with no clue what I'm talking about imagine you've got a delicious meal that you've made the recipe for all by yourself. you go to cook it and realize your pan got lost in the move and now you can't cook until you find your old pan or get a new one.)


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