Grumble

So I'm sitting in bed on a Sunday watching bad bridal WeTV (never a good idea, makes Sean nervous to see me around weddings. Its going to be a long fall) and decided that I wanted to whip up some quickie afternoon project. I do what any logical knitter (and no I see no contradiction in that statement) would do and head to my Ravelry queue. I start knitting whipping this little beauty up http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/swiffer-re-usable-cloth, and about 10 rows in, I realize that my Swiffer is the velcro time. Not the bobble kind. Crappity crap crap. Now I have to find a new project. Hmph.