That's exactly what it was, folks.
I sat down with The Lace yesterday afternoon. I began the row I knew I was on; it was even marked off in pencil on the chart.
Yet it was wrong. (Personal success moment: I 'read' the lace, and recognized that my YO's weren't lining up. Yay, me!)
I checked it over, fretted, fumed, cussed, threw the remote, cried, and walked away.
Last night, after putting the house to bed and downing a blueberry martini (highly recommend), I sat down with it to figure out where it all went to hell.
I checked the last row, a purl row. (Oh, yeah, because that's where a mistake was going to be, right?)
I ripped it out.
I was just about to rip out the previous row, which pissed me off greatly because...dammit, I had 6 rows left when this went wrong!
I kept looking. Something wasn't right.
I checked the chart.
I didn't have 6 rows left when I sat down to knit yesterday...I had 4.
I frogged what didn't need frogging.
I stayed up last night and finished Adamas to the bind off.
I went to bed with a huge smile on my face.
And I just finished the cast off.
I couldn't be more proud of me. I just finished My Very First Real Lace Project.
I love it.
And I'm hooked!
Now, who's gonna help me block this sucker???
