Yuck.

I hate sage.

I ordered this yarn with the thoughts of writing it into a pattern. It looked like a very pretty celery, springy color on my computer. I should have known from the name. It got here, and it's sage. The same color as my bedroom walls, and I keep saying to my husband, "I really hate this color. We need to paint these walls blue."

I know lots of people love sage. I know I claim to love every color as long as it's a color. Well, I guess I found the one color that I don't like. I only recently started embracing greens, because grass and celery and springy greens are so pretty and I like wearing them.

My MIL burns Yankee Candle's Sage and Citrus candles in her bathroom. That doesn't help, because I love sage-the-herb, but now when I smell it, it smells like a bathroom. NOT what I like to associate with my chicken.

So, anyway. I have the yarn, I wound one skein into a ball, it's ready to be knit. I'm waiting for it to tell me what it wants to become, and every time I look at it, I just end up remembering that I hate sage.