
This is one long craft famine.

I've been ransacking the internet in search of any cute fabric or yarn stores within an hour's drive of Bainbridge, but I've been coming up empty. When you're used to having a gold minelike the Urban Craft Center a mere ten minutes away, and when you grew accustomed to going there five days a week for the better part of a year, well...there's really just one word for what's happening right now.
Withdrawal.

At least I had the sense to panic and stuffed some yarn and crochet hooks in my carryon at the last second. I'm glad I did. I crocheted this little guy over the course of a few nights because I just needed to make something.
Then I realized he would be the perfect keychain for my single office key.
My car keys are at home, so the key to the production office has just been kicking around at the bottom of my purse. Now that it's tied to the key monster's tail, I can always find it right away. Thanks, monster!























