Of course I love the compliment when someone says I do good work. They are, however, under the mistaken impression that everything I do turns into something good and wonderful. Of course, there have been my 'off'' days, but basically I tend to agree that I do such good work. But only when I'm done. Getting there is a whole other story.
There was the day I mistakenly believed that my swift could double as a skein winder:
Trust me, there is a difference between a skein winder and a swift.
Then there was the fair isle disaster:
Of course the sweater is still on the needles, but I did manage to use up some of these quaint little balls of wonder.
And let's not forget the Must Have Cardigan with the not so matching sleeves: