So, I tried convincing myself I could live with an effed up sweater but really, who was I kidding?
After that post I set it aside and did other things to distract myself from the suck.
I wouldn’t sell or give away anything that’s not made to the best of my abilities, so why wouldn’t I use the same standards for the things I make myself?
Yeah, I put a few hours here and there into it, but I would look like (and be!) a damn fool if I just continued on.
Even Lily was like, “WTF Momma?”
In case you didn’t notice, I’m using a wooden spoon to wind the yarn. I misplaced my nostepinne (MAJOR SAD FACE) but knew that if I waited any longer to frog it’d sit there for another week or two.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to eat some ice cream and watch The Biggest Loser.