Then BAM. Superbam. I'm doing things like picking up projects that I "put down."
Then I'm deciding they aren't good enough.
Then I'm frogging them.
Then I'm staring at the yarn, and I'm thinking "Why did I have to play god?"
My love me knot socks before I decided they needed to be improved:
My love me knot socks after I frogged them.
Then, to add insult to injury, the yarn tangled up and attacked me.
So, now I'm a zombie. What a weird day.