I knew it. Things were going along too smoothly with the latest weaving project so of course a thread had to break. I hate when that happens. It takes all the fun out of a project.
You have to use this rigged up thing.
First you have to thread it back through all those metal thingys.
Then it hangs off the back like a demented cat toy. With a house full of kitties, this is just asking for trouble.
The green bow on the right is my halfway point. The pin is where the break is. I was so close. I wouldn't be freaking out so much if this wasn't a gift. Now every time I sit down I am going to be afraid of snapping more threads so I'll have to proceed with caution. That's never any fun. Darn.