danger, will robinson, danger

the worst has happened.



i was happily knitting away on my fbs, the mystery project i am working on, which is up to about 230 stitches; halfway through the 7th row of the second-to-last repeat, and something didn't feel right. i looked back, along all those stitches, and something REALLY didn't look right. the bryspun circ (yeah, i THOUGHT i loved those oregon-made bryspuns. now the jury is definitely OUT) i was using had, now brace yourselves, ladies, BROKEN. just out of the blue, no advance notice, one minute it was fully joined, and the next, a clean break between needle and cord. there were about 40 live stitches, including all manner of lace manuevers: yarn overs, double decreases, k2tog, ssk, just hanging there, getting pulled all kinds of out of whack. because, i didn't realize it right away. why would i even entertain the thought that my needle would just up and quit? no, i continued to knit, and it wasn't until i reached the center of the project that things began to feel...yucky.

wtf??? shit. sfpd (this is a special curse taught to me by my dear mom. it does make one feel better at times like this).

i am soooo not happy right now. i am sooooo close to completing this, so close, in fact, that my knitting was almost automatic, and i was losing myself in the daydream of all the knitting i was going to get done this weekend. shoot, i had this baby done, off the needles, washed, and blocked by mid-afternoon, in my mind. i had even packed it nice and purty-like, to mail to the recipient.



and now this.

and now this.



so much for automatic knitting. maybe i need to spend a little down-time with the prickly pear jaywalkers, just to get my head back in the game