Hit By a Train

Have you ever been blissfully knitting along on a thousand projects your project d'jour? You spy a calendar and realize with sudden dawning horror that the months weeks you thought you had left to finish a gift knit is now mere days away? I'm referring to this...

Yarn: Debbie Bliss Baby Cashmerino
Pattern: Alphabet Blanket by Debbie Bliss

I started it over a year ago for my brother's first child to be. At the time - no child on the way, no driving force to complete it. Somehow the very real knowledge that said first child is set to arrive the first few days of December did not compute. Nor the very real baby shower being held in less than two weeks did not create a sudden urge to finish. The fantasy world I live in amazes me sometimes. That was until I realized it was October, the same October as the shower. I'm doomed and a few other more choice phrases immediately popped to mind.

I managed to make some real progress. I would have a more recent photo to show my progress, but I couldn't afford the time. There is a deadline looming. I have to have this in the mail a week from today. Sacrifices had to be made.

I was seeing light at the end of the tunnel. I was all the way to the first six letters of the alphabet. Until last night. When I discovered that I had spelled K and L incorrectly. I never thought a few missing yarn overs could cause such agony. Thirty rows ripped back. Six letters became twelve.

I should have turned the volume up. The light was from an oncoming train.