Can't stop torturing myself with thoughts of a 5, 10, ok really it's a whole life plan. From stressing about having and timing baby no. 2, worrying about out growing our tiny little house to the REALLY big stress of changing careers and making money — I'm a mental wreck. Maybe if I type the same thing everyday I'll get over it? At the same time I feel inspired in the do-it-yourself sense and keep dreaming up sweater designs and imagining myself going back to school or taking an internship so I can learn how to make it a reality. I can see myself having this adorable tiny shop filled with the most delicious high end knits - the coziest shop ever.