Stephanie, the Yarn Harlot, wrote a brilliant entry the other day: your knitting needs to match your intensity.
And she’s right. (That should not surprise anyone; she is often right.)
I mean, here I am, riding the roller coaster of a life time; making life or death decisions – every morning – by about 6 a.m. and I can’t seem to knit.
I can still physically knit, assuming I can find something to work on – but I can’t get into it.
Socks don’t hold my attention – it’s too easy, my mind wanders and thinks bad things or thinks of other things that need doing. Socks are what you knit when your mind needs to be somewhere else (oh, a meeting at work, perhaps?)
Dude’s sweater (uhm, … you haven’t see this yet, have you? I’ll work on that. Soon. I promise.) I started with the sleeves and I can’t make the second one increase at the same rate as the first. Somewhere between row 1 and row 4, I forget I’m increasing.
So, in a moment of stress, I decided I’d knit one of everything in Elizabeth Zimmeran’s book Knit One, Knit All which is all in garter stitch.
Easy peasy, right?
Except this is not rectangular work. Short rows, knitted on i cord, shaping … I forget what I’m doing when it involves decreasing every other row.
I’ve got several pieces to show you – all required a minimum of 3 cast-ons after abandoning a different project.
Apparently, once I get going, I can all-but-finish (seaming and casting off are causing problems too) – it’s just the starting and the finishing that are tripping me up.
So I thought I’d knit something larger than a hat or mittens. Something with a lot of middle that would be more entertaining than garter stitch. Something that would hold onto my frazzled brain and take it away from the roller coaster for a bit.
I want to knit Annis.
There are 363 stitches to cast on. (I’ve waited about a week before admitting the desire to knit Annis. For a woman who can’t count past 10, it seemed an insurmountable feat.)
(And I will now tell you that I can’t find the stitch markers. Any of them. I actually know where to look (i.e. which pile to toss) except Aurora is not having a good day (we may have overdone it yesterday) and I don’t want to move around too much.)
However, problem solved (and it did not involve teaching Dude to count.) (He already knows how to count.)
Step 1: Banish the Felines
Step 2: Count out 18 pairs of earrings. (I may have difficulty counting but my math is still good. 360 is 36 sets of 10. At two earrings per pair, that is 18 pair of earrings.
Step 3: Count 10 stitches, place earring. Repeat until there are three stitches left. If you run out of earrings, you have too many stitches. If you run out of stitches, cast on more.
(Aside: earrings are like a charm bracelet of my life: oooh, I got these in the Galapagos and these in Salt Lake city, and those in Portland …)
… Now, if I can get the printer to enlarge that chart …
The Daily Dog (on her morning walk):