A confession: I was working on what I wanted to work on rather than the colors I think the next person in my mental queue would prefer, and that made me want to push on and try to get it all done by the end of the day. I didn’t, quite, but tomorrow I can get to hers instead of having this still in the way. (Much.)
Sometimes you just have to recharge your batteries by knitting what pleases you, and that’s okay.
Bring on the icepacks.