You know you're obsessed when...

.....your cat throws up but you stay seated on the sofa because you just have to finish the row. He looks sorta innocent, doesn't he? Don't be misled.

I was in the middle of a row of lace, knitting the Rowan Birch shawl, and I heard Nigel letting go of his breakfast. Do I get up and clean it up, and possibly screw up the shawl, yet again? I'd already frogged it once.

No.

I figured...we have hardwood floors, old hardwood floors, what harm will it do? So I finished my row.

What would you do?

And how do you know you're obsessed with knitting?