I am totally annoyed with myself. I made a hat for my friend (The Odessa Hat by Grumperina) and it turned out cute, but my gauge was off and it was too small. So I pulled it apart (no easy task—there was mohair in it) and started over. I knit the whole hat again, this time big enough to fit my own giant head so I KNOW it will fit hers… and now it’s gone. The stupid thing sprouted legs and ran away.
I distinctly remember finishing it on a plane ride, but I can’t find the finished hat. I have been through all my suitcases, looked in every drawer and every nook and cranny where I might have put it for safe keeping. It’s NOWHERE. I have been forced to conclude that I left it on the plane or at my destination.
Her head was probably hatless and cold all winter, and now the warmth of spring is here. I fail at friendship.
Me:
