knitting has me treed

I have hit such a knitting wall.

My angora sweater has been ripped and re-done too many times to count, and is now waiting patiently in little balls. I tried some different lace patterns, but so little of the brown was being used that I decided it wasn't worth it. I am not in the mood to be adding yarn to my collection - I really want it knitted up and in use. I think I may make a cropped jacket out of it. I need to think more about what stitches I'll be using (maybe beads, too?) but I know what the basic style will be.

I have finally come to terms with the fact that Annie Modesitt's top-down silk corset is just not going to work out for me. In my first attempt, I managed to get to the waist before trying it on and finding it a little too small for it to be truly comfortable. That is when I realized that either the math is off for the amount of stitches to cast on, or Art Yarns' Regal Silk has way more stretch than Reynold's Mandalay. I recalculated a few numbers and cast on for two sizes bigger. This time I was more careful to try it on, and by converting it to the round it was easier to judge fit. It was going tolerably well until, again, I reached the waist. That's when I realized that this pattern is definitely not meant for someone who has 8" difference between bust and waist. The corset looks incredibly lumpy on me - not quite the look I was going for. I considered short rows, but really I am just so sick of knitting this that I think it's over. Again, this leaves me with quite a bit of silk yarn with no purpose. I am so adamantly against having a stash with no purpose, but I think fate is conspiring against me! I think I might make this into some sort of shell or short-sleeved sweater, but for now it has me boggled.

All of this is particularly frustrating, since I've promised myself that I can't start work on my next fair isle sweater until I finish these two projects. Grr.