Wait, there's more. So, I've been working on both "Wonder Boys" by Michael Chabon and on my Ribbi Cardi project, based on the pattern by Chic Knits. "Wonder Boys" is much easier.
It turns out (repeatedly) that I don't know what I am doing when it comes to knitting. Here is a picture of my current work in progress:
I mean, it looks like a knitted thing, which is good.
But... I think I have the wrong gauge for the knit. (I know this means nothing to pretty much anyone reading this- it barely means anything to me!) What this means is that in order to make this sweater adhere to the pattern specs, I need the right gauge. This is a count of stitches and rows in a 4 inch by 4 inch area. I should really have done a swatch first.
Of course, I didn't. The yarn was calling out to me- "Make something pretty with me..."
So I tried. But I am wrong on my gauge I think, so now I have to decide whether I rip it all out and try again with smaller needles or I try to ride it out.
I am worried about it, because the phrase "riding it out" kind of has a strong hurricane association for me right now, after reading that Erik Larson book and then hearing the warnings for Ike.
Maybe I should just try again and suck up three lost inches of work, chalk it up to learning the hard way.
Why is it that seems to be the only way I can learn?
After all, I have all these pretties to knit!
What's a girl to do?
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Apparently, a girl is to knit her fool head off. Damn, nesting much? I think I want to go back to school and take a drawing class and a photography class. Oh yeah, and I want to go to bartending school. Then I can tend bar, tend my kids, and tend my poor artist's (*SNORT*) soul all at once!
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