There is a light at the end of the tunnel

And to New Yorkers, no, the light is not New Jersey.

I feel soooo much better after giving up the olympics! I've knit the phone cozy and am working on a dish cloth. Very simple, very therapeutic. No goals, no dead lines, nothing. Just me, the yarn and the beautiful ebony circulars.

My perfectly lovely Finnish Secret Pal sent her first package. I was, and still am, thrilled! Now I don't have to buy neither yarn nor beads for the Da Vinci Mystery Shawl KAL in october. Quite a sherlock, she is. And the color is very beautiful, rich and vivid.

Needless to say, but the chocolate was also very welcome :D