Shame On Me

In the past few years I have shown off many lovely handknits that have come off my needles intended for myself. So what am I wearing almost everyday? Pretty much a pile of unraveled string, that's what. I have been looking at those dropped stitches for months now on my favorite comfy but moth eaten pullover. I say this figuratively not literally, there are no real moths involved because this is only acrylic. Pure laziness is what created this problem.

 Update: A few days after I wrote this post, I did finally sit down and pick up those dropped stitches. I secured the edge so hopefully it won't happen again. It had gotten so bad that I was actually knitting the yarn from this sweater into other projects. For real.