I'm still stuck in my self-imposed washcloth place. I have to admit, I'm not enjoying it much. I did switch from the utterly unforgiving washcloth yarn to softer Cottontots yarn. It feels nicer, but I'm not sure it's going to make very good washcloths over the long haul. The colors are so pretty and the yarn feels nice; I sort of wish I were knitting a sweater. I just don't quite have the confidence to move on. Also, it would help greatly if I didn't pick up my knitting and find that someone around here has been "helping" me. I'm not accomplished enough to fix my helper's mistakes and they truly frustrate me. It's hard enough for me to accept my own mistakes; these ones that just appear when I'm not looking are bumming me out bigtime.
And, for a change of pace from the really heavy reading I've been doing lately, I have finally started reading The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society. I'm not far enough in yet to comment, but it is a breath of fresh air.
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