Best laid plans, and all that

[treeskin]

Maybe I won't finish the Fenna shawl tonight. I'm halfway through the binding off, just enough bound off to drape it over my shoulders and see how the length is. (The fitted shoulders in this pattern, by the way, are wonderful.) Unblocked, the shawl touches my thighs in front, the sides hit my wrists, and the back comes to the bottom of my...well, you know. It's a little shorter than my hair. And I can't decide whether to finish as is, or rip to before the border and add a few more inches. I've got plenty of yarn, the ball is still larger than a softball. And By's asleep, so I can't pester him for an opinion.