Conquered

You were probably expecting a post yesterday.

So was I.

I was determined to get the collar of Lestrange off the needles and on the blocking board  and follow it up by penning a triumphant blog post.

I had just 14 rows left - and despite the fact that the rows were over 600 stitches long, four of those rows were simple purl-back rows. How long could it take?

Famous last words....

I plunked myself down on the couch at 11 a.m., and gave myself what I thought was a generous estimate - I'd be casting off by 5 p.m, blogging with blocking pictures by 6 p.m.

5 p.m. came and went. Then 6 p.m. By 7 p.m. I badly needed a break for a some dinner and a hot bath, but I was back at it by 8 p.m.

Dave rolled in from work around 9:30 and I was still working away. I stopped to make us a pot of tea and a bedtime snack, but got right back to it. By the time 11:15 pm hit, I was finally beginning the cast off.

And a full hour later

Yep - that pile of complexly knotted string is the Lestrange collar.  It's going to take at least half an hour to get her laid out and pinned, so I tossed her on the table and headed up to bed where I promptly collapsed from knit fatigue.

She'll get blocked tonight, though I'm thinking I'll give myself and evening's respite before casting on the bottom ruffle.

Of course, at one-third the amount of stitches, and two-thirds less rows, it's going to seem to just fall off the needles.... right?