The washcloth that kicked my arse
First round: I cast on 150 stitches twice. Because the first time I didn't start with enough yarn.
Second round: Subconscious decided that 12 bobbles was much better than the called for 6 in row 2. Decided this wasn't so grand in row 4. Did I mention 150 stitches?
Third round: Casted on 150 stitches, created the correct number of bobbles, knit to row 5 (FIVE) and realized that it was twisted. Yep, like a mobius. Somehow the: "do not twist" part alluded my incredible brain. duh.
Was I going to let the washcloth win? was I going to cast on for a 4 (FOURTH!) time? Or was I just going to smudge it cause its a washcloth for crying out loud, and create a nifty hanging loop to camouflage the funky hole. Yep. I did that.
Updated: think its going to rain?