I usually do not stay mad for a long time. I "cool down" relatively fast, do not keep grudges, and tend to forgive (or at least to forget). So even if my arm is still hurting I can not be upset with these cuties for long. And I do not think it is fair, since it was mostly my fault. At the beginning of the evening the table was perfectly clean:
Then one of them "appeared":
Couple (should I say 4?) hours later I made the second one:
I felt very obsessive and continued crocheting. Before I knew I had a third one ready:
And then the fourth one:
Any level-headed crocheter/knitter who has as little practice as me, would stop at that point. But being who I am, I felt obliged to continue and came up with these:
Today I have no one to blame but myself. And as a punishment I would ignore the fact that Mouline Yarns have a great summer sale!