What have I done?

I may have gotten myself in over my head. It seemed like a good idea at the time, though.

See, a bunch of friends and I decided to do a "KAL", also known as a Knit-A-Long. That's where a bunch of knitters get together in person or online and all make the same project. The object is to work on it together and finish at a specified time. Sometimes it's a sock KAL, other times it may be a blanket KAL. In this case, it's a lace shawl.

Yeah.

I agreed to make a lace shawl. In three months.

I have until the end of August, so I don't feel too pressured at the moment. I bought my yarn and found the right needles, and got the lace charts all written out. So far, so good. I made it through the beginning rows without any problems.

Ah, but then came the charts! Intense patterns and ultra-skinny yarn do not make a good combo with a three-year-old boy who's so much fun to play with. No problem; I'll just wait until Junior goes to bed and pick up where I left off. A quiet evening is the perfect time to work on a complex pattern.

Unfortunately, I hadn't counted on Himself.

Needing a bit of entertainment, he decided to put on a movie. Something contemplative? On old classic film, perhaps? No. He chose a movie about explorers in Africa during the Victorian era.

Head bent over my stitches, I was deep in counting when the T.V. erupted.

"...six, seven, eight..."

"*stab* AUGH!! BANGBANGBANG!! Ew, gross! *Chop, stab, slice* AUGH!! BANG!!"

"...fourteen, fifteen, sixteen..."

"Ew, right in his ear! BANG!! *stickety stab, poke* AUUUGH!!"

I struggled to the end of the row and put the shawl-to-be away in disgust. Sigh. Okay, so I'll wait until Junior AND Himself go to bed before I knit.

Too bad I have to get up at 4:30...