countless hours (somehow, I seem to have lost a few of these),
minimal fudging, (there have been some blips, but none worth ripping the darned thing out to fix-I fudge them when I find them),
too big already to spread out on 47 inch circular needles,
and 10, 720 stitches later, I am approaching the halfway point-at least in terms of row count, not stitch count.
Who cares about dust bunnies, empty cupboards, overdue oil change, dirty clothes and late paperwork? Not I, says the girl with smoke coming from her needles.