Well, I spent a good part of today frogging my first sweater that I ever knit. I’m not sure whether I’m happy about this, or sad…after all, it was my first sweater, but at the same time, first sweaters are perhaps nothing to be proud of, especially considering I didn’t do a guage, and it didn’t fit me at all. Hopefully, though, I won’t keep knitting a sweater, and deciding it’s all wrong, and then frogging and re-knitting it. One can only deal with the same yarn so many times. And I think that two is probably the limit.

I have finished most of the hat on fours (I didn’t cast on enough stitches, but luckily it wasn’t knit in the round, but in the flat, and so I’m going to knit another 1/4 of the same yarn, and just sew it in), haven’t really even though about Le Petit Chou, but I did do some on my other sweater the other day while waiting for glue/paint to dry.

Doesn’t my life seem so exciting when I put it down in letters?