The belt cardi that was never meant to be is done and blocking.
The other reason speaks loudly as well. It says something about a cardi that should never be. It talks of gauge problems, running out of yarn, pattern errors, and determination. This cardi really wants to die, and lay in frog land forever. But I persevere, despite knowing that it is completely wrong for my body type. I am really hoping that blocking will be the snake oil that cures all that ails. A girl can dream. It could grow seven sizes. Knits do that you know. Of course they only do that when they are already just a bit too big.
So we will see what this awkward little lady blooms (please bloom. A lot.) in to.