What is a worsted worry, you make ask? Well, I’d say it’s a medium weight worry, a worry suitable for a wide variety of projects. It’s also my go-to knitting worry.

And now that I’m done making (bad?) jokes about worsted weight yarn, I’ll tell you what I’m really worried about.

I have been living in Madison, WI for the past (nearly) 5.5 years, and I’ve only been shopping at The Cat and Crow for my primary yarn store for the past (nearly) 1.5 years. Which means that it took me 4 years to find them.

Which brings me to my worry.

I’m moving to Rochester, NY in just under 2 months, and frankly, I can’t imagine waiting 4 years to find my next perfect yarn store. The Cat and Crow is just so wonderful! The owners are super nice and always willing to help. The atmosphere is great, and you can just sit and knit in the front of the shop. They have a great selection of yarns–both for when you are trying to be economical about your addiction, and when you want to treat yourself. They also have a steady stream of classes and new learning opportunities that are both fun and a way to keep challenging myself and become a better knitter. The Cat and Crow is where I learned how to do stranded colorwork , knit my first sweater, dye my first yarn, and cut my fist steek.

If it weren’t for them, wouldn’t be doing any of that! I’d probably still be knitting the same things that I was making years ago, and that might have even caused me to become *gasp* bored with knitting the same old, same old and given up the craft entirely! The horror!!

That last bit might be an exaggeration, but you get the point; I feel like I found my LYS, and now I am moving away from it.

They’ve assured me that they can ship anywhere, and I’ve assured them that I have a lot of farewell purchases to make.

Ugh. I just worry that I won’t find a yarn shop as good as The Cat and Crow in Rochester. I even sent them a postcard from my time in New Zealand.

I’m probably worrying for nothing, and it’ll probably all work out, but I’ve just got a really good thing going here right now, and I don’t want to lose it. I’d like to have my cake and eat it too, thank you very much.

So there you have it, folks, a worsted worry.

I’m now going to get back to my treat-your-self yarn to make myself feel better: