Today, I am in the last 15 rows.
What is it? A cowl. Pretty Thing. It's made with the most luxurious yarn I have touched to my cheek -- qiviut, alpaca, merino, in a perfect split - 33%. When I rub it on Sweet Pea's cheek, she smiles. Sometimes she giggles. Damn, I love that kid!
But my cowl has not been all sunshine and roses. The pattern is 61 rows long. I was on row23 or so when I realized that I had been doing all the k2tog and the ssk in reverse. I had transposed them. I had to frog. I had a sad. Today, I realized that the cowl is looking a mite snug . . . I hope it will fit over my head. If it won't I'll have to give it a stern blocking. This will shorten my life by several months as I stress and fret.