The other night I proved once again that late night knitting can be risky business. I was making great progress (or so I thought), but when I called it a day, I had a sinking feeling something was off. Maybe it was my stitch count. Maybe it was the pattern repeats. I went to bed and told myself I would sort it out in the morning.
Once again my intuition was right. In the light of day I realized what the problem was. I had finished one color the night before. I was determined to keep going, so I picked another color and knit for a while longer. The problem was I grabbed the wrong color.
I didn't hesitate. I ripped out several rows and got busy with the right color.
Now I'm making up for lost time.
Lesson learned. Always listen to my intuition.