It is the east, and Juliet is...not done.
After the great unravel of the Garter Stitch Jacket, the yarn told me it wanted to be reborn as Juliet. Swatching began last Friday, and by Friday night it was well underway.
The top portion is garter stitch. One of the things I love about this pattern is that it is written for top down construction which results in essentially NO seaming.
Enter the bottom portion of Juliet, and I am cursing the fair maiden. It is my fault...the bottom is L.A.C.E. And we all know how much I loooovvveee knitting lace.
Not much accomplished with it on Saturday or Sunday, but by Monday night I was into the first lace repeat. Then my stellar counting skills reared their ugly head. The first three rows were fine, then something went haywire and by the end of the repeat it was visibly off by appearance yet my count seemed right. Rip, rip, rip. Start over. Still wrong...rip, rip, rip. One more time and still off. By this time I was cursing Juliet and thinking it was a good thing she took the poison! Surely this was a matter of undocumented pattern errata and certainly not me!
Tuesday, still convinced that there had to be problems with the pattern, I shot off an e-mail to the writer (who hopefully will just think I am just some nutjob that can't read). Sitting at The Cottage with my gal pals, I started, ripped and redid three more times before just ripping it back to the garter edge and starting over. Finally got what appeared to be the right count and had it double checked by another set of eyes.
Juliet is now, once again, a fair maiden. Into the third repeat and all is well in Verona!
Taketh thyself to the land of Tami's from whence objets d'art will spring forth upon this earth on the day of finitus.