The good news is that the final row of the ruffle is completed. The bad news is that it is NOT the row I started this week; it is the one before.
Earlier this week, I looked at my ball of yarn, and decided I had just enough yarn to do one more row then cast off. I did not measure or weigh my yarn. Mistake #1.
I blogged and started happily knitting. I even brought the shawl with me to the office (it is no longer briefcase sized or readily portable, so I was not doing that very often anymore), and made some serious progress on it. I ignored the voice in my head that observed that the ball was decreasing quickly. I still did not measure or weigh the yarn. Mistake #2.
I passed the halfway point on the row with glee and delight. The end was near, I could taste it. I could see myself modeling my shawl soon. I still did not measure the yarn. Mistake #3.
Last night, I looked at the ever dwindling ball, and decided that I should probably measure it. I rigged up two chairs, measured the distance, and unballed my yarn. 28 loops, 5 feet per loop. 140 feet. 45 yards (give or take).
That is . . . barely enough to cast off, not enough to finsh the row AND cast off. I quickly reivewed my options. 1. I could finish the row, not cast off, and consider the needles around the edge a design element. This plan was immediately discarded. 2. I could buy another ball of yarn. Not bad, but they have free shipping if you spend $50, so I would really have to buy more yarn on top of that so I didn't waste money on shipping, and I already have so much yarn that I am just dying to knit, why add to the stack. That left: 3. Tink backwards to the beginning of the row, and just cast off. (For the non-knitting muggles, "tink" is "knit" spelled backwards. It is unknitting, which takes the same amount of time if not longer, and has twelve times the frustration.)
We have a winner, much as I hate the whole concept of tinking. So I reversed directions and started backwards. I still have about 40% of a row before I can start knitting again. I brought the shawl with me to the office again, apparently still in denial that I actually have that pesky work thing at the office, not plenty of child-free knitting time. The denial extends to bringing with me the first two balls of yarn for the Swirl Skirt, because I only need to free up two of my ruffle needles to start that. After I finish swatching, that is.
I could have finished the shawl last night, but my body rather rudely demanded a few hours sleep. I think I can have it done this week, if I continue to ignore the pile of paperwork on my desk at intervals, children and husbands cooperate, and the stars align to warp the space-time continuum.
Piece of cake.
Today, it is all about backwards.