Do you have a knitting nemesis? That’s mine in the photo. Eventually it’ll be a pair of socks (that’s the second one).
I bought the yarn (which I won’t name as I’m going to be very uncomplimentary about it) earlier this year online. It was a disappointment as soon as it arrived because of the colour. In the online photo it had been much more lilac than pink. However this was just before my mother went into hospital and I needed something to just knit. Socks were perfect as my portable therapist to go with me into the hospital and so the pair were started.
While Mam was in intensive care the colour didn’t really register and as she grew in strength my dislike of the yarn increased. I was all ready to ditch them, as in into a bin rather than frogging, when Mam said she liked them. So they were saved from the bin but my dislike continued to grow.
In fact I’d say it’s now reached full blown hatred. I’ve wandered off and made other socks, mittens and all sorts… But they’re remained in my project bag – mocking me.
So these socks are my nemesis, glaring at me from my project bag…