This week I have a progress report which could be summarised as backwards and forwards with a few twists mixed in with both cable design projects. The best laid plans as most of us know, don’t always go the way we hope, no matter how many notes a concentration we devote to a project.
First lesson for me was to stop trying to knit something more complex when I was under the weather with what seems to be the flu that’s been floating around this year. I thought I could take it easy and knit but now I know better. Thankfully words from an observant blog reader pointed me in the right direction. A few painful gulps but then Beverley mode took over and I ripped back 80 rows of the sleeve of Geiger. I am one of those solitary knitters who feels better when the mistake is ripped out and I could knit back up from a clean slate/needle. In fact I became very aware of the cable directions which I turn helped me to memorise and recognise the design. I was knitting with caution but slipped but when I knit the sleeve back up again and completed it, I felt; a lot happier. I have bought highlighting tape and will be back to colouring the shaded parts of the chart for the next sleeve before I even start. I am just relieved I only knit one at a time as I don’t think I could concentrate enough to have different leaning cables on a right and left sleeve at the same time. I am still enjoying this project and to know I have friends who are there to knit along slowly has helped to calm my mind.
Geiger sleeve : it hasn’t been to the spa/blocked I just pinned the sides to keep them neat for my slow knitting project
Just before I found I had to rip my own, I was seaming dad’s sweater and asked him to try it on, emphasising the need to be careful with my clips and stitches. Little did I know how strong this wool is, more about that soon. It would be a pun to say ‘to cut a long story short’ as this is what I faced. The sweater fit neatly across dad’s shoulders but the saddle style shoulder had deceived me a little. I know I modified the gauge as dad likes his sweaters neat but a long sweater just isn’t dad! It was far too long. No matter how much I tried to bunch it, nudge dad to slouch, I knew this wasn’t the sweater I had hoped to give to dad. My heart sunk as I knew dad was trying to stop me breaking down completely and would have worn it, pretending it was ok - it wasn't and I would have failed completely if I didn’t do something about this. I wanted to knit it all over again, which is still an option but dad is adamant that it isn’t an option. I tried it on as I have always thought I would like a knitted dress! Well it was dress length on me but it took the trend of oversized to the extreme. I tried to tell him I would wear it in the house but in reality I knew I would waste it. I knew what mum would have done, yet I didn’t have the confidence but this made me feel worse as I felt I had let dad down even more. I have a friend on Ravelry who has shown on her Instagram feed that cutting knitting is something that can be done. I couldn’t cry, please will you cut this sweater but I knew I had absorbed her inspiration which now turned into my motivation. The project is still in the ‘be careful’ zone but after testing cutting the rib, I knew Shelter held the stitches. This morning when dad was out I snipped through the wool further up, a little more complex as this was in the midst of cables. The stitches were visible, dad tried it on midway. Thankfully he did as I was going to rip up further. It looks about right as I have to knit the rib back on, eventually.
The next bit will be slow as I have left it to go back with a fresh mind. If all goes wrong I will save what I can of the wool, wash and re-skein and knit something smaller for myself after I have bought dad more wool to knit his sweater all over again. Hopefully with what I experienced this morning, the sweater can be saved. I am prepared to take a long time if I can work this out in spates of clarity. I have had the numb/tingles in the left side of my head which magnify when I feel stressed, therefore this is restricting me atm the tingles started in force this morning so I have left the sweater aside but have hope I can save it.
All of this put one of my swatched projects on hold, thankfully it was a sweater for me. I have also set a second Bellows on hold - mentioning Bellows, I don’t want to take this comfort blanket off! I really need to knit another one.
I left The Shieling squares in the project bag but had knit a 2nd one just before my disasters. Last night after completing my sleeve, dad encouraged me to start another square. To have a complete change from cables was refreshing and I was so pleased I had a modular project to fall back on.
The Shieling: one, two
I have three international parcels to post and had set myself one to do everyday. Sadly I have only one done but dad has taken this one to the post office this morning and I hope to start my 2nd one soon. I have another colourwork project to do which will be on my needles when I can see without headaches and have cleared dad’s in my mind that it will work, no matter how long it takes me.
We may pass along Instagram and Ravelry, looking at friends work, ideas, methods. Liking them but thinking we would never do this or that but if it wasn’t for my friend who is more confident than me, sharing her rips/cuts and all the modifications she does, I know dad’s sweater would have ended up in the corner as I would never have cut my knitting like this. Mum used to do it but now it was my turn. How thankful I am for a lady showing me the error in my cable and for friends who share advice and tips.
I went backwards to come forwards and learned lessons long the way. I have two A’s today thanks to Alison and Alix
Now to get rid of those tingles in my leg and head, where next? At least I can knit with a bit more comfort now. I had to restrict my time online but hope to catch up again, slowly. Thanks to another A's Anna's advice when I asked about a knitting publication, I ordered a copy and have just taken delivery of my first copy of Laine magazine and it is beautiful.
I end my blog with three A's