Leaving your half-knit sock in a hospital waiting room: bad.
Having it show up in a stranger's hand who has tracked you down to the hospital restaurant: further proof of nice people.
I'll post a picture of where I am once I pick up the rebel stitch that is running down the side.
2 comments:
Hey, that is REALLY nice. You must be so relieved.
I am! At the time, I was even more happy that it was the yarn I forgot, instead of one of the boys. :)
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