Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Keep trying

This is the opposite of what I usually say, but I am so mad at knitting right now. We have a long history together, knitting and me. We have been together for many years, and those years have been mostly happy and productive and interesting--knitting tells a good joke and is fun company at parties and always remembers my birthday. It has been there for me in difficult times. I love knitting, I really do. But this is one of those times where I've just noticed how it never listens to me.
I (almost) finished this. I was on the neck edge. This is the point in a project where you will stay up past midnight to finish those last ten rows, because, well, look how many rows there are in this thing. (Hint: there are a lot.) It took all eight seasons of Foyle's War, and that was just for the body. And as I was trying it on at last, to make sure the neckline worked, a realization dawned--and it isn't like this is something I never knew before, but somehow I have always managed to avoid it: Row Gauge. Is. Important. I have not achieved it. At all. Because I never do. This is a very clever pattern (I can't tell you yet) and is an epic undertaking by my dear friend Deb, and because I can't get row gauge, what I have now is this:
[Goodness, these photos are every color. The second from top is the true color.]
I will come back to this in a few days. Right now, I am crocheting dishcloths.