Disgust

I’ve been working on my so-called “perfect scarf” for so long now that I can hardly bear the sight of it anymore. There’s one particular shade of green in it that is bugging the crap out of me. I don’t know whether to rip it to reclaim the yarn, finish it and gift it, or just put it away where I don’t have to look at it for a long, long time.

Unfortunately it’s my simplest project at the moment.. the one I can pick up and put down while taking care of the kiddo throughout the day. I guess I need another project, although I’ve definitely reached my limit on the amount of “works-in-progress” that I’m comfortable having working, so to speak. But dammit. SICK of this one!

Ugh. Why is everything else I’m working on so bloody complicated?

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2 Responses to Disgust

  1. RhettaRic says:

    Well, if it’s any consolation, it does look very pretty!!

  2. Heather says:

    I feel that scarves are deceptive–you think it’s going to be a quick jaunt and it ends on taking f-o-r-e-v-e-r!!

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