Remember when I got this yarn for Christmas a couple of years ago?
I tried mightily to convert it into a glorious cabled sweater ...
and I came up short on yarn by the time I got to the sleeves.
At least I think I've come up short. Otherwise, I abandoned this project when I was in sight of the finish line, and that's rather unsettling to contemplate. You see, when I come up against a fatal flaw in a project I'm not the type to rip it asunder immediately. No. It's going to sit there and think about what it did. The more I think about it though, the more concerned I become that I may have gotten spooked by the mere possibility of running out of yarn and bagged it up. I came across this bag recently and it got me thinking. Shall I attempt to pick it up again and see how far I get? This might be a nice surprise, and at the very least I should be able to determine if it really is destined for the Frog Pond.