So, the good news story, the dress is basted together, and fits. Barely. It turned out that in a flood of truly misguided optimism, I'd cut out a size 8, not a 10.
Still, wearable with Spanx. Spanx is my new best friend.
What's left on the dress? All the work on the lining, of course, except for the cutting. On the dress, the zipper and collar are basted in, the back vent needs to be finished.
But I've no plans for tonight, and I'm hoping for an extended stint of quiet sewing.