Well, these past two weeks have not quite been thrilling or agony, but I'm so glad I competed in the Woolympics, albeit by myself! I finished the border of the angora shawl, calling Finishing an event unto itself. I'd say I scored high marks. I give myself a silver, because of the missed turn on one corner, but good time on the completion.
The agony of defeat would be the realization that I didn't have enough yarn to finish the silk shawl, and it was a closeout. Not sure how to finish it, but it will definitely not be done in the next hour. I gave it my all, but my math skills caught me up short again. Oh, well! It'll make a cute scarf, won't it?
The next summer Olympics in Rio will need something very special to challenge me. This is the summer of lace, but who knows what I'll fall in love with by 2016?