Well, close enough. That's right, I'm working on the Good Luck Cowl again. As you might recall, Piggy's had a rather embarrassing amount of trouble with this lacy little number; at one point in December, the frustration drove me to contemplate throwing myself out the window. (The fact I live in a basement suite means that wouldn't actually have put me out of my misery...but I digress.)
The fault is all mine; as I've said before, Christianne Gerstner's lovely pattern is very clear and free from errors. Just ask the 150+ people on Ravelry who've used it without losing their marbles (and their knitting mojo).
Piggy just has an issue with yarn overs. And concentration. Not a good combo.
Anyhoo...after several (and I do mean several) false starts, and a belated acceptance of the suggestion that the use of stitchmarkers might be helpful, I managed to get a fair bit done.
But then something went horribly wrong; something somewhere was missed, my stitch count was off, and my attempts to tink back failed miserably. Well, my patience failed, anyway. So I put what had become known in my circle as the "Bad Luck Cowl" away.
I dragged it out again this week, with plans to frog it and start over for a few last-minute points for March's Defense Against the Dark Arts (DADA) homework. The assigned lesson: something that requires "constant vigilance." I figured the Bad Luck Cowl fit the bill.
I did have second thoughts when I dragged the cowl out on Tuesday at lunch...
...and realized I had completed more repeats of the pattern than I had remembered. I was more than halfway finished.
I briefly contemplated ditching the DADA assignment (one cannot use WIPs for homework), and attempting to fix the problem and press on.
Well, I pressed on, alright. With the frogging. (Much to the horror of my Hufflepuff co-worker Siobhan.)
And cast on again. And again. And again. It's actually pretty standard procedure; I seem to require at least three starts on every project. Often it's because I've mis-estimated the length of tail required, but occasionally for something even more stupid. In this case, I forgot that the three rows of garter stitch border meant I needed to purl rounds one and three, and knit round 2. Ugh.
After work Siobhan and I headed to a coffee shop a couple of blocks away for a new, hopefully regular Tuesday evening knit group. We were a nice group of four, and I was pretty chatty...which meant I needed to tink back that first row -- I refused to frog it again.
As of Wednesday afternoon...one completed pattern repeat, with no issues at all:
Maybe my luck is finally changing...