They're cotton dishcloths. And they're full of mistakes. I work on them during the many hours Neil is in therapy each week. The errors come when I stop to chat with the other caregivers, patients, and staff. Then I lose my place and my count in the pattern. I really don't mind. It's worth the funny bumps and design flaws to be able to visit with other people who are going through life-changing challenges. I learn so much from them. We sympathize together, keep up-to-date on family, share successes and recipes, and we laugh. Personally, I find some satisfaction in my knitting mistakes because of what they represent--heart-felt connections. Besides, the cloths still work great. Who cares what they look like!