In another part of the dream, I was workng on my scarf and running out of yarn before the scarf was anywhere near long enough. I was at the end but when I looked down, I still had the skein of yarn there. It just wasn't attached.
Seriously, if I am going to dream about my knitting, why not dream that it is fabulous and perfect? I will never understand why the sleeping mind wants to come up with stressful scenarios instead of calming, happy ones.
Maybe if everything in our dreams was too perfect, we would never want to wake up and life would cease to go on.