Mr. Aitch had a doctor’s appointment yesterday afternoon and I had to get a shot so we went together.  I knew I’d be waiting there for a while so I took my knitting.  Then I told Mr. Aitch that I saw a major error in the first 10 rows of the sweater I was working on and had to rip it all out.  All 10 rows of 182 stitches.  1820 stitches.  He said that I should take a break from knitting.  That it was too stressful if I have to rip out all those stitches and start over again.   And what was I going to do with the last sweater that didn’t fit?

I just smiled and told him that I needed to start this sweater over.  I was ok with that.   There was no grinding and gnashing of teeth.  I was calm.  The Papaya Cardi is going to be reknit when I find the right pattern.  And I’m ok with that, too.

He just doesn’t understand.