I may be a lot of things, but I am not too proud to admit when I have been defeated.
The Montego Bay Scarf was not my first adventure in lace knitting and it was not my first failure either. But it is going to be my last, by gawd
It has become abundantly clear to me that I do not have the skills, the intelligence, the patience, or the emotional stability to knit lace. That's fine, I have accepted that and made my peace with it. I'm OK. But never, ever in a million years, not even to save my own life will I ever attempt to knit lace again.
If you are ever around me and hear me say that I am thinking about knitting lace I want you to crack me in the kneecap with a ball-peen hammer. That would be far less painful.
Here is what the Montego Bay Scarf looks like right now:
Piece of crap.