My Biggest Crocheting Complaint

I love crocheting.  I really do.  There is a challenge in deciphering instructions that makes the cogs in my brain creak and turn.  It’s calming once I’ve stopped raging at what feels like my own stupidity when I’ve frogged the first few rows for the fifteenth time and it starts looking more like the finished project.  Then as the project grows before my eyes, I find myself being amazed at the creativity I possess, gaining confidence with myself as a human being.

Now for the downside…

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