That's right. The unthinkable has happened. Yesterday, while knitting on my stole, I found... a dropped stitch. This means that I had to go back to The beginning of chart B. I was on row 97. NINETY-SEVEN. *takes a shaky breath* I'm ok now. I decided to just start over. I wanted new beads. Now my beads are ruby red and they look so cool. I'm happy about that. Really I am. I'm going to to mourn.
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