Weeping, Wailing, Wallowing and Whining

Okay, so it isn’t as bad as all that….

But, what would you be doing if your ball winder died?

So, the Knit Picks ball winder lasted me about one year. It has been groaning and clacking in protest for months. It got some pretty heavy use.

The Man (who would rather pay more once than pay less twice) has chastised me for getting a cheap one, pouring lemon juice on my open wound.

I won’t be replacing it anytime soon, but it makes me wonder two things –

1. What kind of ball winder do you have?

2. What ball winder would you have if money were no object?

Now, I am off to hand wind some lace weight…. Joy. (At least I have my swift. Oh, how I love my swift.)