Today was the day I dropped my Celestarium shawl off at the Topsfield Fair. I have been freaked out all weekend at the thought of someone “judging” my knitting. It’s very pretty but I don’t really think it’s worthy of even being entered. I said I would do it and I did it but I was terrified just thinking about walking into the building. It really was anticlimactic since there were few people there and dropping off just involved swapping my shawl for a small piece of paper. The other half of that piece of paper was pinned to the shawl. I am relieved to know that when we go to the fair and I see it with all the amazing pieces no one will know that I am the person who entered it. Will someone please tell me when I will no longer feel like the kid I was walking into the first day of junior high?
*I love this word used in this context since Stricken is German for “to knit” and I’m talking about my knitting. I suppose it isn’t quite as humorous as I think it is since I have to explain it.