I was in denial for a few days. I tried to convince myself that the pink was okay with the cream and brown in my FPS. I kept knitting on, hoping that feeling of discontent would go away. It didn't. So I began to frog 3 entire tiers. My son and husband watched as I did it quietly. When my stole was down to one tier, I looked up at them and said, I need to blog!!!! Grrrrrr!
Whew, okay, I'm fine. Tommorow is another day and I know that I will be happier without the pink.