Don’t ask me where/when/how it went wrong. It shouldn’t have. But it did. I weighed it regularly. It became a religion almost. I even built in 2 grams leeway for safety. But I still ran out.
I could reknit. Or I could unravel the start until it is the same width as the end. Or I could find the wee bit left over from knitting the BSJ.
Hmm.
Almost all the way Baktus
Pretty thing, though.
All things considered, I shall likely take the course of least resistance, due to the KAL that is beginning on Friday.
The Scattered Thinker is somewhat past her prime, but not yet in any danger of giving up. In the Inter-world, she is often known as plumbum, or sometimes as ulygan. In the Real Life, she goes by the name of Beth.
Beth is a roamer. She lives in a motorhome and has a backup static caravan that serves as a bolthole if needed. Bricks and mortar are very much a thing of the past.
Contact Beth if you would like to correspond with paper and pen.
View more posts
