Remember the yarn that didn't want to be socks? I started knitting it into a Hitchhiker scarf, and it was very happy. It knit beautifully. Until Friday night, when I was knitting on it while I was watching a movie on Netflix (Romancing The Stone...it didn't really age well). I noticed that I had dropped a couple of stitches a couple of rows back. Unfortunately, it was in a place where I couldn't just use a crochet hook to fix the stitch. So I tinked (unknit) in order to get back to the spot so I could fix it. But stitches started dropping off the needles all over the place! And I couldn't find my small crochet hook to catch them.
So I gave up for the night, with a resolve to fix it in the morning. Except in the morning, I found that one of the dogs had pulled the scarf around and managed to pull more stitches off the needles.
The yarn is now in time out, until I decided whether it will be better to rip back a few (many?) rows to fix it, or to just rip the whole thing out and start over. Right now, starting over is winning.
And how was your weekend?