Some patterns are just not meant to be.
No matter how long it takes to find out that that design was sheer Lacewrecks. Never mind why. I was playing with another new idea today and had a swatch big enough to think, hey, finish it into a cardigan front; I dampened it to see the stitches settle into their natural shapes and for a proper measure. Went to do the math. (Lessee, four motifs took a half ounce, I’ve got X ounces, I can do this many repeats across and so many down before running out, and does that work size-wise if I do. Yes.)
Went back in the other room where it was drying for remeasuring–swatches lie, so you have to catch them at it and test them again and again.
Count 1, 2…
Oh. Oh my.
Out! (No, I’m not going to show it to you. Although, my enjoyment of a good laugh is sorely tempting me.) Nope nope nope. Sorry!