Remember my felted clogs? The husband guy wanted a pair, fine. Then the oldest son saw them and now I’m working on my 3rd pair of felted clogs! I can now do the neverending row 2 AND watch the history channel at the same time but goodness, I am soooooooo tired of making clogs.
Do any of you ever get to the point you would just as soon go play in your garden as knit?