I really hate you. I moved my shawl over to you because Sis told me I would need you. 533 stitches is too many for straight needles, she said. I dutifully followed instructions, but as I was moving my shawl over to you, I realized I could no longer use my knee to brace my needle. You’re simply not shaped correctly for that sort of thing, are you? And oh my goodness! Is it necessary to constantly throw your plastic bit in my face? It really gets in the way! You’re so very unwieldy!!!! I had to put my project back onto my straight needles until we can get this worked out, you and me.
Thank you for letting me borrow your Circs. We haven’t gotten off on the right foot. I won’t lie. It got a little dicey there for a while. Things were said neither of us can take back. Names were called… I said Circ was unwieldy. Circ retorted that I was a newb. It got ugly. But we’re passed it. Maybe in the future we can work things out, be friends. But for now we just need some distance. He’s currently hanging out in my new knitting bag in the zipper pocket. He’s got plenty of room in there, and his plastic bit is learning to tame down. I hope.
I’m very sorry I thought I could knit you during the day when everyone interrupts me. I should know better than this. I didn’t want to have to frog you all out, either. And I’m just as hurt as you that the last bit felted and the yarn broke. That little bit of darker green was my favorite bit so far 😦
To make up for my failings in knitting, I have sewn you a beautiful home. Sit, enjoy. I made this just for you. I know I messed you up, but I’ll be more careful next time. I promise not to take you out when I’ll be interrupted until I’m a better knitter. Rest up! I’ll need you soon!