Treading Water
14 Jan 2007
I'm just treading water at the moment, you'll see why soon I hope..
Anyhow, remember when I was talking about knitting the Rose of England Shawl? Well, I had about 12 rows to go. Dead set. 12 measly rows. And, somehow, in true knitabulous form, I managed to do something that made it FUBAR.
I despaired. I consulted the oracle of women in the knitalong. I decided to rip it back to the very start. After all, it was only knitting. Just time lost, that's all. I put it in a bag until I felt ready.
A few months later I put a marker where I thought the start of the row was and ripped back about 10 rows or so. Then I spread it out on the floor.
Umm. OK, maybe I don't have to rip the WHOLE thing.
(ps: It's back in the bag until I'm in the frame of mind to pick up all those stitches and try and work out what row I'm on. I'll get back to you.)
Anyhow, remember when I was talking about knitting the Rose of England Shawl? Well, I had about 12 rows to go. Dead set. 12 measly rows. And, somehow, in true knitabulous form, I managed to do something that made it FUBAR.
I despaired. I consulted the oracle of women in the knitalong. I decided to rip it back to the very start. After all, it was only knitting. Just time lost, that's all. I put it in a bag until I felt ready.
A few months later I put a marker where I thought the start of the row was and ripped back about 10 rows or so. Then I spread it out on the floor.
Umm. OK, maybe I don't have to rip the WHOLE thing.
(ps: It's back in the bag until I'm in the frame of mind to pick up all those stitches and try and work out what row I'm on. I'll get back to you.)