Mad Men and shawl knitting on endless plane ride.
That shawl is the bane of my existence. I have to count every row at this point, and there is some correction or other to make almost every time, Yet, I persevere.
(For the knitters in my world, it’s the much-knitted Ishbel, in a malabrigo sock yarn, and it keeps proving to me over and over again that I’m not that skilled a lace knitter, and that knitting lace needs to be a mindful activity for me. Or I just end up with ARGH WTF happened here?)