In other words, things are not going well in the Mystery Stole lace department in mi casa. After finally finishing the first clue Thursday, in plenty of time for the next clue, I realized that there was a very big mistake. I couldn't overlook it, I tried. Others tried to convince me...but I knew it was there. I could hear it lurking in my knitting bag, taunting me. That mistake alone would have required tinking back about 20+ rows. Then I decided that the whole thing looked a little sloppy and that I really needed to go down to a size 3 needle. Size 3!!! This is a cruel blow for a gal who spends most of her time felting things that were knit on size 11 or 13 needles. Anyway, I digress from my intended rant--the Mystery Stole. So, Friday, I buy a pair of size 3 Addi Lace circulars and restart. That evening, I am surfing through blogland and I see people who are done with clue #2. What gives?? That's 100 rows of lace in less than 12-14 hours! Come on, people, you're killing me! Take time out for a beverage or two... I know this isn't a race, but still, I know it will bother me if I am way behind the group. Tonight, I'm up to row 55, chart B. Only 145 rows until I'm "caught up." woo hoo, piece of cake. That which doesn't kill (or blind) you does make you stronger.