I Just Couldn’t Do It
That yellow. That mustardy yellow. I just couldn’t keep it in the blanket.
I didn’t like how it looked. It stands out, but in a bad way. It was mustardy. It was bringing the niceness of my blanket down. If it was a little more buttery, I think it would have been fine. I just didn’t like this yellow. So, out it came and now I’m on the second to last color….
Then I start all over at the beginning. Twelve colors in all. No yellow. No orange. It’s going to take me a while to make it long enough. Every time I show this to Paul, which is pretty much every time I finish a color or two, he looks at it and says, “That’s a lot of work. It’s going to take you forever.” (Which I guess is pretty much what I think too, but in my head I hear, “What pretty colors! Great Job!”)