I have become convinced that the universe is conspiring against me (this is rarely a good sign).  It seems quite clear that something out there is trying to gather up the last tiny scraps of my patience and sanity, tear them up into teeny tiny shreds, and sprinkle them over me in the world’s most infuriating ticker tape parade.

One of the few things keeping me sane is this hat.  I am completely smitten with it.  I love everything about it.  The yarn, the design, the color, they’re all perfect.  Alas, it is almost done.  I don’t want it to be done.  I want to keep knitting it.  I can’t remember the last time I wanted a project to be bigger.  I’m that taken with it.  Luckily, there seems to be enough yarn there to immediately cast on another hat.  I’m thinking I’ll do a similar-but-less-lacy-and-more-manly version and call them a set.