Oops.
First, the backstory:
I finished this mitten a few months ago, and realized I didn't have enough yarn to finish the second one. I researched online, and found out the yarn was discontinued.
I decided I wasn't THAT excited about this particular mitten, and figured I could use the first one as a potholder/hot pad.
I did this successfully for several months with no issues.
Skip back to Tuesday. Somehow this happened. Still not entirely sure how. My whole apartment smelled like burning wool for about an hour. Yecch.
Although it's always a little disappointing to me when things happen to items that I've made, I think in the long run it's good for me to be reminded that things are temporary. It doesn't matter how much time I've spent making something; sometimes the hat will be lost, the sweater will get holes, the mitten will be burnt to a crisp (although hopefully, the last one won't happen again).
The reason I make things is not so that they can stay in pristine shape, to be displayed somewhere behind a glass box. I make things so that they can be used. I think this is part of why working in a kitchen is such a mixture of frustration and enjoyment. On the one hand, the work is never finished- people always need another meal, and there will always be more food to make. On the other hand, there will always be new things to try, and a constant stream of people enjoying and using the things I am making for them.
The things I make will not stay perfect forever. They will get worn out, lost, and sometimes destroyed, and this is a good thing. It means I will always have things to make, ways to be creative, and things to give away. Here's to ruined projects.
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