Winter blahs

I've officially hit the winter blahs.

I got fed up with the baby sweater I was making and frogged it. Not the smartest idea I had, but I ran out of the yarn I had, and couldn't find more. I was going to start a baby blanket instead, but... just can't get motivated.

I've put the shawl down that I was working on and haven't wanted to pick it up.

I just need to weave the ends in on one of my fingerless gloves, and start the other one, but I don't want to.

I'm cold. I'm getting over a bug. And I want to play in the garden. And I want to be warm.

Which now has about a foot of snow covering it.

Spring can not get here fast enough...

Instead, I'm going to go take a hot bath and hope for feeling back in my feet.

Frogging

I have frogged knitted stuff before. Usually, it was because the project lost my interest and I wanted the yarn for something else.

The shawl I'm working on? Frogged it three times now. And it's finally looking like it should.

And I realize the therapy of frogging an item. Was it painful to do? Hell yeah. I spent a lot of time screwing up to get where I was. I was going to just live with the mistakes and hope things got better.

However, ripping it all out? Best thing I could have done. I'm now cruising along on it, in amazement at how the pattern is turning out.

And pattern designer - I'm sorry for thinking you didn't know what you were doing, when in fact, it was user error. Mea Culpa.

Now, if only I could get interested in the sweater for little nephew, as that deadline is coming up. Oh, well. If I have to, I'll substitute with a blanket.