I was sitting in the car rider line today and knitting away on the Milkweed Shawl.  Things were cruising along, I was determining that I was probably half way done and then I did a really dumb thing.  I sat and thought for a minute about what I was doing.  I have a hard and fast rule when it comes to lace knitting: Don’t think.  I have gotten myself into more trouble by over thinking what I think the pattern designer “meant” and created huge messes.

But I broke my own rule.  Now I’m confused and Milkweed is officially in time out.  Think I’ll get myself a delightful beverage and see if that helps this whole thinking thing to fade away and I can return to my previous state of mindless obedience to the designer. After all, that’s the plan that works best for me.