And when you drop a stitch, the whole world comes to a screeching halt.
I was working on my Hedgerow Mitts today and dropped a stitch. Sigh… ok… no biggie. I pause the movie I’m watching so that I can concentrate. I’m still a knovice knitter, so I do need to concentrate when I drop a stitch. Well, I get it almost fixed, and then I realize that it has actually dropped stitches several rows down and next to that stitch. AAAAHHH! Of course, at that very moment, my hubby gets home and comes in to greet me enthusiastically and tickle my toes. NOT HELPFUL! (Sweet, but not helpful.)
It took me and my crochet hook several minutes to get all the stitches the way they needed to be, but they did come out the right way. I think. We’ll see if I goofed up the pattern.
My husband then came up to see what I was doing and asked why I was making fingerless gloves. I explained to him that in class, my hands get cold, but I still need to have my fingers free to use the touch mouse pad. His response “so why don’t you just cut the fingers off a pair of gloves?” “Because the ends would fray.” “You can buy gloves without fingers.” “It’s more fun to knit them, Muggle.” (Muggle: some one who doesn’t understand the magic of knitting.) He laughed, rolled his eyes, and went to go play video games. That’s fine. I don’t understand why he would want to play video games; he doesn’t understand why I would want to knit. S’all good.
(Originally posted on another of my blogs: http://ruminarispoonie.wordpress.com)
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