I like sharing the works-in-progress, but I’ve noticed a pattern. It goes like this:
Post A: Hey, look at this neat-o project I am in the midst of! It’s really pretty and fun, and I’m so excited to see how it turns out. Life is grand. Sing it with me!
Post B: $#@! Evil mad scientists have created knitting as a special sort of torture for those who like sweaters and mittens. Tying hundreds of knots with sticks is masochistic and weird. My shoulders hurt, and I have a headache. I need to be alone in my bedroom for awhile. Hold my calls.
After some good coffee, and possibly some chocolate:
Post C: Well shucks, it all turned out okay in the end. I learned about myself. I’m stronger for the struggle. This little item doesn’t look so hard to tame now that it’s all over with. In fact, I’m a little proud of myself. Huh, well, what do you know?
I’d really like to spare everyone the craft failure temper tantrum post, but it looks like until I become a better knitter, or perhaps a better knitting commentator, the cycle may continue. Or maybe I could become less prone to temper tantrums. I promise to work on that too. In the hopes of both, I’m posting my WIP (for you non-knitters WIP = Work In Progress. Knitters were the original abbreviators long before texting evolved).
I love the yarn. Nice to knit with, soft in the hands, and the colours remind me of water.
Have a great day!