Okay, 'fess up time. I'm new at this blogging thing (relatively new at this knitting thing too, but that'll come up later). So be nice to the newbie, 'k? It means I am likely to ramble unnecessarily on minor details of little interest to others, so bear with me, slap me or take me aside for quiet words like "stop" and "now".
Anyway, I thought I would give an example of a proverb. I think it goes something like ...
"SMUGNESS COMETH BEFORE A FALL"
... at the SnB on Monday I was happily working away on my Lace Cardigan (VK Holiday 05 edition). Feeling terribly pleased with myself at the good progress I had made, and commented to a fellow knitter how proud of myself I was because I'd only had to frog four rows total since starting. (Note the smugness).
Since all had been going well and I was curious how far I was from needing to start the armhole shaping. I measure it... 31cm. About 2 cm from said shaping. I thought I should compare it to the other front of the cardigan already knitted.
It seems, somehow, a bit narrow. I pull at the lace a bit ("Needs blocking" I thought). No. Still a problem.
I look more critically at it. Hmm. It seems awfully.. narrow when I hold it against the other one. (Deep dread has set in now.)
I ... count the stitches. 47. That sounds
right... I read the pattern. Yeah, 47 stitches.
I stop. I read the pattern properly
, rather than just scanning it.
And then .. the full weight of the fall becomes apparent.
7 stitches is what I should have. Fifty
So.. I have now ripped out the whole piece (which was about 2/3 of the entire front right side) ... and started over. It now looks like this after a couple of days of knitting at it (I was home sick)..
And this is the pile of yet-to-be-re-knitted yarn.
The end, now.. just looks that much further away...
It's still beautiful though...