In California most people who knew me also knew I was an obsessive knitter. They had all grown accustomed to the fact that I usually had some knitting either on my person or very close by and that I would pull it out without hesitation at just any old time. Sometimes they would laugh, or they would shake their heads, but mostly they were used to it. All the guys from work would give me crap for it, but that was mostly for show (yeah, I can see right through you guys). And it also made it easier that I had surrounded myself with a core of knitters almost as completely obsessed as I am. Here in Tulsa I am back to explaining that always having knitting on me is "just what i do." Just because I am knitting doesn't mean I'm not paying attention. When I am out and about with non-knitters I usually work on things I don't even have to look down at. So it doesn't mean I'm bored, doesn't mean I'm not interested, it just means my hands thought that the...
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