I’m just about done with the baby sweater. All I have to do is knit the button bands and crochet some buttons. Sure. Right. Piece of cake.
I find directions online for crocheting buttons. I whip out my crochet hook, grab the yarn. Off I go. But, wait. This button looks a bit too big for the sweater. Let me try less stitches. No. It’s still too big.
<bead of sweater rolling down forehead>
Okay, scratch the crochet button idea. I must have some buttons lying around that I can use. Grab the tube of buttons I bought at Hobby Lobby years ago. Dump the buttons on the coffee table. Search frantically for buttons that will work. Find a button. More frantic searching for the matching button. Okay. Two matching buttons. Hold up to sweater. No, no, no, all wrong. Repeat above process. Twice.
<profusely sweating and starting to panic>
It’s too late to run out to the store in search of buttons. I could make a dash to the store tomorrow, but the sweater needs to be done by Saturday. And I still need to weave in ends and wash it. I need to finish these button bands tonight!
<begin to hyperventilate>
Then it hits me. Snaps. Yes, big snaps. Sewn onto the button bands that I will finish tonight. Snaps that I can pick up and sew on tomorrow night. It will all be okay. IT WILL ALL BE OKAY!
<sigh of relief>