So what have I been up to? Well.....I was stressed with college, and I decided to tidy up all my knitting WIP's (work in progress) only to find a nearly finished back to a cardigan, huh! How did that happen?
It's terrifically plain and beautifully knitted only thing is I can't for the life of me remember what pattern it's from, I normally keep the magazine or book next to the knitting- "PAUL, have you been touching my stuff again?" This isn't the first time this has happened to me, and I'm dead sure it won't be the last, normally when I find these knits I have to frog them. Very sad I know but if I can't even remember what I was knitting, what's the point of keeping it and trying to make it match a pattern it doesn't belong to *sigh*. I could really kick myself, very hard. Is anyone else out there in knitting land as stupid as me and do you have any remedies to stop this heartbreaking scenario from happening again?
Update:Well I decided to trawl Ravelry in the hope that I would find the pattern that matched my piece of knitting. After two days of searching, I'm no further forward and to make me more miserable I think the pattern may have come from a magazine I chucked out with a hoard of others. Whaaaa!!!! sob, sob.
|Jayellesea's version of Sweetheart Cardigan by Grace Akhrem|
Anyway whilst ogling all those patterns on "R" I found something to heal my sorrow in the form of another cardigan called Sweetheart. This little cardi is similar to the finished back piece I have. Now, I know I can't keep the original piece, and, I know I'll have to frog it but hey-ho I have a new beautiful cardi to make *squee*.
So after discussing and pleading my case to Paul he agreed I should treat myself to a new laptop, how kind of him to agree to me spending my money eh? Lol!
What else have I been up to? Well... I'm reading this at the moment. I love this author and her amateur sleuth character Kelly Flynn. I know it's not everyone's cup of tea but believe me after reading about Cognitive, Linguistic, Social Development and Theorists for eight months my brain seriously needs a breather, before the mayhem begins i.e. my final exams.
|The Walking Dead|