Driving to D.C. the other day, I decided to start a new knitting project. But, alas, I had no recollection of how to cast on. I kept trying and failing. It was just not right. (This has happened to me before. Often. I don’t know why I find this so darn difficult.)
Anyway, I called my mother. She told me how to hold the yarn and what to do. It worked! Yay!
Then I asked Andrew to look at my hand and remember it so that next time I forget, he can tell me how. But he had a better idea. Take a picture.
And I did. Now, it’s on my phone for every road trip…