Not A Fun Stitchy Day...

I am so frustrated, I could just cry. I sat down to watch to race, which was rained out just as it was getting ready to start. I got out my stitching and started to rip out what I had mistakenly stitched on Friday night. (That series of triangles under the alphabet.) I got that unstitched, which is easier said than done with silk thread. I pulled out a new silk thread, finished it off, and set about pulling another one to finish the row. Before I did that I stood back to see how it looked. Turns out that I had pulled out a pale, pale gold that looked to be ivory. Bummer, dude.

So I frog, again. Grrrr. So I go ahead, pull that out. I make sure before I start with the next thread, that it is indeed ivory. Check. I start stitching, pull out another ivory thread, so I can fully finish the entire row. I get to the last stitch of the row and see that I am one stitch off. I was supposed to start one over from the left. sigh. I pull out the entire row.

This leads me to start to debate my own sanity. I try to decide whether I should try one more time or let it go for the day. Stubborness got the best of me. I tarried onward and I am proud to say that after umpteen attempts and mishaps, I was able to move ahead and go on to finish the next three rows. Geez, Louise. I cross stitch to relax...

I just have one more part of the white row, then comes the row of red flowers at the bottom. Then, ta-da! I will be done. I may need a few days off after this one.

Have a happy Monday!