I have a love/hate- or more of a strongly dislike relationship with knitting. I love the look of anything hand knit. I strongly dislike the fact that I can't read patterns well enough to make anything correctly. I love all the cool yarn, I strongly dislike the fact that I need 30 different pair of needles. When I have the proper size in a circular needle, it's not the right length, when I have the proper size in regular needles, I need double points and it just goes on and on.
I love the fact that my friend Kathy will make socks for me in super cool colors, but strongly dislike the fact that I can't make them myself.
I strongly dislike when I have money and time invested and things like
this happen. In case you don't want to read the whole sorted story, here is a picture of this disaster.
These were slippers that went arye. They are only 3 inches across and 12 inches long.
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother to pick up the needles again, then something like this comes along and I can't resist.
It turned out kind of cute and only took two evenings for me to make just one.