Huzzah!

Last night I took Indigo out of the bitter barn and hit the tink. (After seeing this, I really had no excuse.)

GAH!

Aaaaaaand here we were about an hour and a half later!

Take that bitch! Oh wait, we don't want to anger it. I mean, thank you sweet skirt for letting me fix you. You're the best.

Much of that time was spent: a) figuring out what the hell I was doing; b) counting and recounting and recounting to make sure I was putting the increases back on the right rows because I'm an idiot and took the markers out and forgot to put them back in; c) tightening and/or loosening strands; d) cursing and re-doing it three effing times because I put an increase in the wrong row in the first round and missed a stitch in the second.

I think it took me longer to drop down and correct than it would have been to frog and re-knit - but I was much less bitter about it! The stitches are a little loose and wonky in that section, but I'll cross my fingers that'll resolve itself in the first wash cycle.

So, finally, onward we go, whoo hoo! Man, I hope this marks the end of her drama queen stage! I'm not sure I can deal with any more of her...issues.