I was so excited I had all day to stitch yesterday. So, I pulled out the rarely worked on Rainbow Bridge, thinking I could get finished with everything except the bridge. Um, not.
Here is what 5 hours worth of work accomplished:
The green section was already done!!!!
I spent the first hour just frogging the stitches I had put in incorrectly the last time I worked on it. Then I put in a couple more hours putting stitches in the wrong places. Then I frogged some more. Then I worked on the orange puppy. Then I frogged some more and restitched.
I finally got so frustrated that I put it down and picked up the Princess, thinking at least the purple is a great color and the fabric is easy to work with. After putting in a whole vertical row of stitches and ripping it all out completely because I had counted over one too many holes and it was over 3 instead of over 2 threads, I gave up in disgust and considered it an entire day wasted, because it was 9:30 at night.
Ironically, I was watching Groundhog Day last night while I was ripping.
I have another open day today and am hoping to get some correct stitching done, but after the new dog woke me up again at 5:15 to go potty and I never got back to sleep, I have a feeling that the errors are somewhere in the fog that is my brain and no matter what I pick up, I may have the same problem I did yesterday.
Maybe I'll take a short nap first...