Admitting you have a problem is the first step right? How about admitting you screwed up one side of a cardigan? Why does this feel like some tragic embarrassment?
I was so excited to finish and put my Justine Cardigan together. Mind you this used to be a tank top that I frogged. I rewound the beautiful giotto yarn, all excited to make something that I really liked instead of the half a tank that sat in my stash for over a year.
All was fine until I laid it out to pin. Seriously – what was I thinking? I had knit a left side armhole into both front sides of the cardigan. How does one not notice this??? I would have taken a photo of it to post, but a reminder of this is not something I want to have – I’m writing about it – isnt that enough?
The pieces of the sweater including the offensive front sat in a pile looking very perfect to the innocent observer. Only I knew the secret. It took 4 days, but I finally ripped out the top half. Perhaps I’ll sit and work on it tonight again.
In the meantime I’ve just about finished a purse and a felted basket – small projects to boost my confidence again perhaps? Who knows…but I will get this cardigan done!