You know how, sometimes, you've just had it? I've been looking at this for weeks:
and this morning I made myself back away from the yarn, and told myself sternly that I couldn't do anything....ANYTHING...until I could look at this:
That was a relief. But now I feel a bit depressed, because I walked into the kitchen and saw this:
Somebody hand me some yarn and pointy sticks: I need a little mental health break.