In my part of the world we say you are a fool if your passion for a pursuit overcomes all practical sense. I am a stitching fool, and I stitch foolishness.

Monday, March 16, 2015

Big Fat Phooey

I decided to get the last motif for the spine of Eve in the Garden's box stitched.

I started.

I miscounted.

I've been ripping out.

This is what I've accomplished:

I'm back to the point where I made the error--apparently I could count to two, but not to three--and I think I'm calling it a night. Between having a doctor's appointment this morning and trying to track down a UPS shipment which UPS says was delivered but that I DON'T HAVE!!!!, this has been a stressful day and I am done with it.

Tomorrow I plan for everything to be flowers and unicorns.


  1. LOL at your counting...I had the same problem last week. This week, I'm working on my punch needle project. No counting needed!

  2. I so identify. I call it the dreaded 'unsewing'. I am cross stitching a lovely wren and nest presently and have it one block off on one side. Ugh.