Implement anxiety
Wednesday, March 10th, 2010I’m slightly worried this morning, because yesterday Abel phoned from the foreign city he’s working in, and gleefully informed me that he’d not only found the craft market within the first millisecond of being in town, but he’s also bought a hairbrush and a giant wooden spoon.
Hand-made, I suppose. Um, yay. Go us for supporting local crafts.
Something in his voice told me that I’m going to either hate these things, or loathe them, or maybe despise them.
