In January I thought I'd start a simple little project. A pair of slippers for my tootsies. I had small amounts of some very pretty yarn. My mother gave me the pattern years ago. I'm not sure where she got it from but she had copied it out by hand for me. I had to start them three times because I kept making silly mistakes and when I was almost finished the first slipper I realized I had misread the pattern and instead of knitting squares I was knitting rectangles. At that point in time I put the partially knit slipper down and didn't pick it up again until yesterday. Instead of ripping out the first slipper I just made the same errors in the second one. Mindless knitting? Not so much.
