That's the only word I can think of to describe my inability to read directions.
I spent all day today working on the top front panels to finish that vest.
At about 5:30 p.m., reality paid a visit and I snapped into realizing both were all kinds of wrong.
I think I leave the comfort of socks, hats and lace just so I can laugh at myself.
Sunday, December 02, 2012
Blerg
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Laughter is a wonderful thing. It keeps you from chewing nails. And the heads off small children.
I understand that. I want so badly to try a sweater...specifically the Central Park Hoodie. I fear the laughter and frustration keep me from crossing that bridge.
When things like that happen I try to convince myself that I'm not knitting for the progress I'm knitting for the process, so I just gave myself more knitting, yay! (I'm lying of course, really all I want is to wear the stupid sweater, but denial works for awhile.)
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