I probably could have made it work out. I probably could have just ripped back a few rows. I probably could have been OK.
But when you get to the next-to-last row of a shawl that has ended up being 453 stitches per row, and you have realized about two rows earlier that you’re not going to have enough yarn to finish the thing, sometimes you kind of lose it. I started ripping, and ripping, using all the most colorful language I could muster, and I got back to the last full repeat of the pattern so that there would be loads and LOADS of Red Heron Mercerized Cotton left to make a shawl with 18 pattern repeats instead of 19. That would have been just fine.
But the whole thing had turned into such a Vietnam of a project, such a total bad karma blowout, so filled with negative energy and chakra breakdowns and whatever, that I just . . . kept . . . going . . .
Does anybody have any suggestions for what to do with 1,000 yards of chartreuse yarn, slightly used? I’ll be back as soon as I finish barfing.