It all started so well, I cast on at Madrona knitting with friends. It is now obvious to me that I should have taken the spilled wine as a sign to join Team Merlot. Oblivious, I knit on. Here I am on February 16th.
I am becoming suspicious as time goes by and my ball of yarn is dwindling alarmingly fast. I chalk it up to codeine-induced hallucinations and reassure myself that everything will work out fine. Here is my progress by February 20th.
I am forced to face the music very shortly afterwards and realize that I have only completed 16 of 28 repeats of the centre but a little judicious weighing has me knitting the opposing border and grafting. The remaining yarn - about 10 metres. I now have a very pretty, very wide, rather short scarf.
I'll try for an in-use photo tonight.