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So, as you know, if you’ve been listening to me whine for any length of time here, I don’t have a lot of knitting time, but I have committed to knitting at least a little every day. Yesterday, I finished the daily quota and looked down at the Clapotis and noticed that I had somehow managed to decrease right over some of the drops on the left hand side. WTH? I was halfway through the decreases and had failed to read the instructions correctly for a piece I have already knitted once before. Really, Cass? Really?

REALLY! So I ripped it back and today I started re-knitting.

In other distressing news, because that wasn’t enough to send me crying to the bathroom sink, I have misplaced my copy of Tweed. That half finished sweater I’ve been calling Carrington, well, it’s actually called Carrick, and it is in this book. I’m looking for someone, anyone who can lay their hands on their own copy and burn me a working copy of the pattern. I own the book, it is here somewhere, and you can verify that by searching the archives. Please. I want a whole sweater, and all I lack are sleeves and the turtleneck.

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