Yarn, on the lack or abundance of it

Yesterday was rather adventurous. I played by myself at a wedding (it went extremely well, and the ice cream cake was divine), and then had to fix an interesting mistake in my sister's Ravelympic top. I had switched two stitches and didn't notice until I was six rows past it. Unfortunately, the fixing involved yarn overs, which I had never dealt with before. I tried to fix it by unraveling just the two stitches in question and laddering them back up, but got very frustrated because it just didn't make sense. So, I did something else for a few hours, and a thought occurred to me: What if I compare this mess to the next repeat? I very carefully unraveled the same two stitches of a correct repeat, and what do you know? My mistake had impacted more than just those two stitches that had me angry. In the end (and this is brilliance of the highest order) I unraveled all the stitches impacted and re-knit them using double pointed needles. If I had been rash and frogged all six rows I would have been a) demoralized and b) set back by a whole day's worth of knitting. With this solution I am happy, amazed at my own genius, and I still have 54 rows. This counts, I have a deadline.

I shall go now. My roomie's back in town! We are going to dinner and a movie, I love my life.

Greeny