Yesterday was just as busy as predicted. There was a bit of cleaning followed by decorating, family and chaos, then more cleaning. That's the way of the family get together though and I do enjoy having them all around...at least for a few hours. I did mange to carve out a little sitting time in the morning and again in the evening, but I didn't get anything accomplished.
You see, I started this last Buck's Point piece with honeycomb lace and I thought I was doing alright when I realized that I had forgotten to start the gimp thread at all. Instead of backing up I decided to just start it at the first intersection on the pattern. Then I got so frustrated with the thing that I cut it off and pulled it out. I kept right on working until I started pulling pins from the beginning of the work exposing the last already done. That's when I noticed I'd fundamentally misunderstood the stitch I was working on. I had totally botched the whole thing. I should have just cut the bobbins loose at this point, but I didn't want to waste that much thread. Instead I chose to undo the whole thing, on stitch at a time. It became not only an exercise in patience, but also a lesson in undoing a piece without crying.
So I start today fresh. Either I try the piece again using what I've learned or I just decide to move onto the next lesson and come back to this later. Whichever I chose, I've got that on tap for today along with some extra schooling nonsense to worry about and hopefully getting some tatting in as well. At least i know when I tat for hours, I'll have something to show for it.