Yesterday I got to my 7th skein. The afghan was long and cumbersome to knit. It was exciting. I could see the light at the end of the tunnel. All those sentences are sadly past tense sinceI found a mistake. I think I got so comfortable with this 'easy' pattern that I didn't take the time to look at the work. I just kept knitting and knitting and knitting. And knitting. I literally had to rip out over 12 inches of the freakin' afghan, which equals about 2 skeins. I rarely have to rip mistakes out; I usually just tink (knit backwards) because I *usually* find the mistake within a row or two at most. Usually. I have no idea what I did. I held my breath ripping that sucker out. I suck at trying to put the stitches back on the needles since I think I've only done it twice before, and it's been at least a couple of years. This was one hell of a lesson to learn: ALWAYS CHECK YOUR WORK EVERY FEW ROWS REGARDLESS OF HOW EASY THE PATTERN IS. In the past, something like this would have put me off knitting for a while. I guess this time I'm more addicted than I thought, because I'm still plugging along, although definitely grumpier.
In trying to find the silver lining of having to redo so much, I will say that I found three (!!!) knots in the 6th skein; two I cut out and treated it like changing the yarn, but the third one I didn't see until I was halfway through the row. I was sick of the blasted knots and I just kept going. The silver lining of the huge rip out is I ripped out that knotted part so it won't be in the afghan anymore.*
*I would rather have lived with the knot than rip and re-knit. AhHHHhHhHhHHh!