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So I'm slowly and laboriously happily meandering along on the lace scarf, and a stitch falls off the needle and, I think, sproings down a row.
No big deal, right? I just grab my trusty crochet hook, go through the stitch, grab what I think is the right strand of yarn, and end up with a really fucking huge mess because the stitch I dropped was part of working a double-yarnover loop and auuuugh I don't want to rip back nine rows of lace ;_;
...only to look more closely at it and realize that what I had grabbed was in fact the live working yarn, which is why it was creating such a big loop in the first place. And as far as I can tell the stitch is on the right row anyway and hadn't sproinged down.
*thumps head against desk*
(whimper)
...I like lace, really I do. I just like it better when my brain works...
No big deal, right? I just grab my trusty crochet hook, go through the stitch, grab what I think is the right strand of yarn, and end up with a really fucking huge mess because the stitch I dropped was part of working a double-yarnover loop and auuuugh I don't want to rip back nine rows of lace ;_;
...only to look more closely at it and realize that what I had grabbed was in fact the live working yarn, which is why it was creating such a big loop in the first place. And as far as I can tell the stitch is on the right row anyway and hadn't sproinged down.
*thumps head against desk*
(whimper)
...I like lace, really I do. I just like it better when my brain works...