Here it is pinned to the ironing board (so that means I can't iron...I'm so sad.) after a battle of ripping out and then picking up the dropped stitches. It looks so much more calm and peaceful when you read it. There were angry words in my head as I worked to pick up my stitches...and I'm not so hot with that. One word from the critics on the recovery of my lost stitches and this ends up balled in the corner. I mean it. I'm dangerous! Now, all I have to do is figure out how to really do the mattress stitch and then do a better job of picking up stitches on the neckband. And not run out of yarn. Add a yarn ball to my list of "Lost Things" right now. Sigh.
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