I'm not normally afflicted with triskaidekaphobia or even paraskavedekatriaphobia but this morning has been a bit hairy.
After going to sleep and waking up on the same day (which means after midnight and before 5:00), against my better judgment I decided to felt the hat that I stayed up so late to finish.
Three minutes in the hot water and I pulled it out to check.
I like to check often since my first mistake at felting two years ago when I left a hat in too long and it shrank up to a horribly small shape.
I wasn't going to make that mistake again, especially since I had just felted two handbags.
So I pulled it out.
I unzipped the pillow case cover and pulled out the hat - want to know what I found?
The top where I had pulled the last few stitches tightly together, or so I thought, had all come undone and there was a huge gaping hole at the top.
That woke me up.
I stitched it up as best I could and I'm praying that the felting process will sufficiently cover up this HUGE mistake, but even still I'll always know that the hat covering my cranium has a hole in it.
And it might not sufficiently cover the one in my head.
It's Friday the 13th.
If this is what is going to happen to me at 5:45 in the morning I say - Bring it.