Yesterday, Yarn Harlot blogged about Reverse Midas Touch. As I read, I slowly came to a realization- I have RMT. There is no denying it. Lately every single crafty thing I touch (and quite a few non-crafty things) turns to utter crap.
First up, there was my final Christmas present. Delayed by sickness and other stresses, I finally quilted and bound it. Everything was looking great.
Only slightly daunted by that disappointment, I moved onto something else. Just some nice simple patchwork. Something relaxing and very, very hard to screw up.
So, after yet another disappointment, I decided to switch crafts. Knitting's my homeboy. Knitting's never let me down.
Oh, yes, it has.
My husband listed warm and wooly socks as a possible Christmas present. Way too close to Christmas to actually get them done. But, I cast them on anyway and worked on them basically whenever we were sitting around watching T.V. Recently I realized they would make the perfect Valentine's Day gift and started knitting the heck out of them. Now, I noticed a while ago, I had turned one of my cables the wrong way- probably during some hilarious episode of Community. I decided this was something I could live with and kept on knitting.
See- a turn where it should be a twist. No big deal.
Today, I grafted the final stitches together, weaved in my ends, put the two socks together so I could admire their finished glory, and realized one sock was half an inch shorted than the other.
But, I'll know. And I'll think about it every single time he wears them.
So, that's it. Every single thing I have worked on in 2015 is crap. Is the entire year going to be cursed? Should I just renounce my craftiness now and take up birdwatching instead? I think I'm going to give it one more shot. I've got a pattern I've already made multiple times, some scrumptious fabric, and a girl in desperate need of some longer dresses before church on Sunday. Wish me luck.