I’ve discovered a new psychological disorder: Knitting Attention Deficit Disorder. I can’t seem to focus on any one thing long enough to make any progress. It all started after I finished my Basket Weave Rib socks:
LOVE them! They came out beautifully and they fit very well. Plus, working with the Malabrigo Sock was a dream. When the weather here turns from sauna to tolerable, I’ll be showing these puppies off.
Then, my knitting world all kinda fell apart. The following all happened last night after 6 pm.
Remember the Endpaper Mitts I started (like, three times) a little while ago? Well what was this yesterday (plus a few rows of actual colorwork):
Now looks like this:
Backwards? Yes indeed. I thought things were going well, but then I got turned around on the color work (again). I tinked back a row, fixed what I thought was my only mistake, then a row later I realized that wasn’t the only mistake. A rational person might have simply tinked back again and fixed things. After all, it’s not like I was working with 200 stitches. But I am not that rational person lately. I guess I’ll be having a fourth go at these. Eventually. Color work, why do you look so beautiful and yet cause me such grief?? I need a support group.
To make myself feel better, I cast on another pair of socks. This time just a basic rib sock in the variegated colorway I’m in love with.
But after a few rows, I felt something more challenging calling me. In hindsight, this was a terrible mistake.
Remember that pink alpaca lace I did battle with (and lost) several months ago? After nursing my battle wounds, I had bravely cast on the Summer Blooms Shawl (all 417 stitches – yes, that’s right – 417) back then and managed to do one row with beads without screwing it up.
I had only done the one row because I was determined to take my time with it and do it right. It got pushed to the back burner.
So I get the bright idea to pick it back up last night and managed to screw it up while simply purling across. Wow. I’m so “spe-shul”. Being the mature adult that I am, I quickly stuffed it back into the bag from whence it came and pretended it never happened. Lace shawl? What lace shawl?
After briefly considering casting on the Endpaper Mitts again (a thought which I hastily disposed of), I thought, I know what I need. I need a simple quick project so I can recoup my confidence as a knitter. I wanted something I could use a regular old circular on, since I’ve been residing in DPN-land for quite a while and although I’ve made friends with them, I don’t want to spend every knitting moment with them. I’ve had this skein of Cascade Yarns Eco Duo sitting around for a bit that keeps calling me because it is SOOO soft and squishy and I had a simple cowl pattern in my queue, so I started casting on for it, but quickly realized that I wasn’t going to be able to use a circular after all – I don’t have a 16 inch cable. I pulled it out and tossed it back into one of the three knitting bags sitting on my loveseat in my living room.
And then I pouted a while. I’m not exaggerating. Ask The Husband.
But I can only pout for so long, so after I couldn’t stand it any longer, I picked up my DPNs and the Eco Duo, cast the cowl on, and spent what was left of the evening working on it.
|Tom's Crossed Cowl|
There are cables involved, which I love the look of even though I am not too fond of doing them, but it’s coming out okay so far. I’ll probably finish it today if I get the chance to work on it any. Unless my KADD kicks in…
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