Picking up the pile of yarn scraps left over from the tails, I said: "I guess it's time to get to the ends of the day"... And he didn't get it at all. A perfectly corny joke about yarn ends went over his head without so much as a smile. But like we've discussed before, he's just not a yarn-y person. It's not his fault.
I wondered if I should let my lame pun fade away, but then I had to turn it into a blog post. An attempt at comedy may have failed, but it's not getting me down. Tomorrow will bring the joining of squares, and hopefully a finished project. And I'm still laughing at my own joke in my head. That's all that really matters, right?