So I was wrong. I STILL ordered the wrong yarn. GUH.
And I'm still feeling awful. I have this going in the crock pot right now and I can barely smell it. And one of my dearest friends is celebrating her birthday by getting a van to take a whole bunch of us around wine country tomorrow and I think that's probably not in the cards for me seeing as how every time I stand up the pressure in my head makes me want to just lie back down.
(I promise I won't be quite so mopey soon. I'm overly dramatic when I'm sick. Obviously.)