The Evil League of Pale Colours

Pink is fighting back. In sneaky, annoying, making-me-hold-too-many-numbers-in-my-head-at-once type ways. Got quite a few stray bits here and there sorted (take that solitary beige interlopers!) and a large chunk of top right grey is holding off the frustrations of bottom left pink.  And I'm quite glad to see his other arm emerging from the chaos. I also find myself not only wishing that I'd printed the pattern larger, but that I'd also checked out the symbols chosen. Deciphering how many arrows pointing up are in amongst all the arrows pointing left is decidedly more complicated than it sounds. Or maybe that's just a symptom of the minor meltdown I'm having over this. I don't think I've ever so enjoyed being entirely aggravated. Or maybe it's just that despite the aggravation I can still see progress and that's the encouraging and enjoyable thing. Hmmm. Maybe I just like being angry at inanimate objects?