The Boo Club Lizzie Kates, that is.
I posted a few weeks or so ago about how frustrated I was by the Christmas ones. I couldn't space them, couldn't count them right, and was getting frustrated. I actually shoved the project in a bag, and haven't looked at it since. Someone (I think it was Suzanne) said to start counting from the top, but I was so irritated, I didn't want to look at it. Not then, apparently still not yet.
Anyway, I have the Boo Club supplies and floss, and I spent too much money on that stuff to just shove these in a bag and pretend they don't exist and I am not going to be beaten by a set of charts other people managed to stitch. Plus, I needed something smallish to stitch, and these needed to be moved out of the family room because the kids are coming over this weekend, and small children and stitching supplies can be a bad combination, so I decided that I'd do the Boo Club.
And it's not bad. I just have the tippy top row halfway done. It's different. I'm so used to starting in the middle, I am suspicious and a little stubborn when I start elsewhere. But I'm doing it. Anything is better than how I was doing it. When I actually follow the directions and not try to do it all mysel's like a demented cowgirl, things go easily. Whoda thunk?