I hate frogging. Every time I consider it, I suddenly have a Rain
Man-esque ability to remember exactly how many hours I spent knitting it
thus far, and it hurts.

The cowl was cast on in August 2010, while in… England? Stockholm? It feels so luxurious to be wondering what country/city I was in when I cast on. Which is why I’ve been clinging to this project, hoping it would magically become something I wanted.

But you know, it’s just not going to happen. I love the yarn ( Knitpicks alpaca cloud) but this cowl is just… not working out. I know I’m not going to wear it. And what is the point in knitting something that you know you aren’t going to love?

This was supposed to be this caplet, but somehow it transformed into what is a very granny tea cozy, no?

Because that’s all I see when I look at this- a self-striping, granny tea cozy.  Which isn’t going to work for me. I do love the yarn (although it was a surprise to find out it stripes!), but it’s going to be shelved, and one day, the perfect project will present itself for this yarn, I know it.