1. It became apparent that I wouldn't finish it in time for the wedding I wanted to wear it to.
2. The weather report for that particular weekend said it would be far too warm for anything woolen....which ended up being the complete opposite, and I ended up having to buy jeans at Forever 21 because I was freezing to death in the summer skirts that I'd packed.
3. I messed up the first few rows of the decrease chart.
4. Though I could fix those mistakes fairly easily, I am too lazy to do so.
It's a big decision to abandon ship halfway through the ride, but I'm not really enjoying the ride, so why spend the time working on something I'm no longer psyched about? I used to finish every book I started reading, no matter how much I hated it. There are so many terrible books I finished reading, and I still don't know why I felt compelled to finish them. As my free time (see also: knitting time) keeps getting whittled away, it becomes more important to me to finish things I like rather than finishing for the sake of finishing.