Yesterday things were finally starting to feel like normal around here again. I got up early and got two whole rows on the sweater while the house was still quiet. I try to get two in the morning with my iced coffee and two at night with whatever I am watching. Yesterday it was the new Dr. Who. Loved her. I am a big Dr. Who fan and wasn't sure about a lady Who but it was perfect. Perfect.
The whole time I am knitting away at this very enjoyable knit a little voice in my head keeps telling me that I don't have enough yarn. I usually buy a ball for each sleeve and two balls each for the front and back when I buy this sort of yarn and in the past it's worked out just fine. But-that was for the pre-retirement me and I think in many ways I have become so much more well-rounded since I quit working. Ahem.
I only have two balls left and so much more to go. I do have about a quarter of a ball left on each sleeve.
I can get about 5 inches from a ball and that's before I join the sleeves which is going to eat it up even faster until I get to the yoke decreases. Sigh. This is going to one epic yarn chicken battle that I will probably lose. If I do, I am resigned to ripping it all back and restarting with another yarn. That's going to feel terrible but it serves me right for not checking the yardage before I got started.