Yes, the wedding for which the scarf is intended is indeed this month, but I'm trying not to stress today. Tuesday I went to the gym, THEN made and canned 20 pints of chicken soup--plus freezing some--so yesterday I really needed to rest, which involved a mind-numbing amount of knitting. Or maybe that was the pain medication. At any rate, I'm almost done with the 4th 24-row pattern repeat (out of 5). Of course, I still need to fix the first scarf as well, but I am trying to talk myself down from the ceiling here. After all, one has a year AFTER the wedding to still get a wedding gift to someone without being a complete twit. Emily Post said so, though maybe not the "twit" part.
So this morning,
I was hoping to finish another project or two before September ended, because I am now officially 8 projects behind, but it didn't happen. With any luck, the garden--and all associated bugs and vermin--is about to die or hibernate, and we can ignore each other's existence for a few lovely months. I don't know which I mind more--that I am completely blood-thirsty when it comes to those nasty little voles and the big brown slugs, or that I am totally and utterly losing the battle with them.