Can you identify what happened here?
How about a close up:
Using your best Maxwell Smart voice: "Would you believe I was trying to dye my yarn with red wine?"
The truth: I am a fairly easy going person. I take things in stride. When I get frustrated I find that winding yarn is an excellent way to burn off those feelings. I was EXTREMELY frustrated tonight. Mostly angry, but I’ll spare you the details. So off to the winder I went accompanied by a large glass of red wine. My winding stuff is on a pull out desk and the wine was carefully placed on the desk’s hutch. I wound for a bit and paid attention to make sure the glass was not moving. Not enough attention as when I hit my stride rehearsing the conversation I would love to have with the object of my anger, off the glass jumped, shattering into two million pieces including the ones that embedded themselves into my hand and foot as I tried to clean the mess. I would have had far less mess and far more satisfaction had I thrown the glass, but I’m not that kind of person.
The solution:
These products have come to our red wine rescue on more than one occasion. I know someone, whose husband is a supreme court judge who wouldn’t allow company to drink red wine in their white carpeted house. If they had only met my two friends pictured above, life would have been more pleasant for them.
Moral: Drinking and winding don’t mix.
I’ll be back on Thursday.
Life's a Stitch 
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