How Did This Happen?

The deadline for Red Scarf is this Friday. I have of course known this for ages now, since it looked like all kinds of time, and I had grand plans for knitting the maximum five scarves in all manner of clever patterns. I was therefore distressed to discover last night that Meander was 45 inches long, which meant that I had some serious knitting to do and no time to waste. With this in mind I relaxed my usual policy of winding yarn by hand so as not to stress it too much, and I used my swift and winder to ball up the second skein of yarn.


I'm not quite sure what went wrong here — I think the outside end may have worked through the middle without my noticing, and in trying to pull yarn out I caused the whole thing to disintegrate into a tangle. But I persevered, unsnarling as I went, and eventually decided to find out exactly how much trouble I was in here.


I have been working on this diligently, but I would not have said I had knitted 11 inches. The Yarn Goddess is obviously playing some kind of weird mind game with me.

I'll take it.