I swear to dog…
28 Nov 2011 Leave a Comment
You know how satisfying it is to throw something across the room?
Try it with knitting some time. It’s not NEARLY as satisfying as say, a fragile china figurine of a sad hobo clown.
That’s right, you –know- what you did wrong. You just sit there, Next to the spilled molasses, and think about what a pain in the ass you’ve been.
Let me set the scene for you –
First, I cast on my stitches. That’s –really- a no brainer. Then, I knit my ribbing, which is what you see above. Then, I carefully chose a stitch pattern, and knitted the first 4 rounds, as well as starting the thumb gusset.
See? I can multitask. Although, I’ve knitted enough damned mittens and gloves to have it memorized by now.
And then, THE HORROR. I was 2 stitches short.
Well, crap. Frog it back to the ribbing, start again. Try it with a different stitch pattern.
This time, I was 2 stitches over.
Rip it again, rinse and repeat. Twice more.
And THAT’S when I tossed it against the wall.
Screw it. These will be plain-jane fingerless mittens. I think those damned gnomes are at it again, damn it.
And for all those of you who are being conspired against by the knitting fates, join in with me for just a moment of relaxation.
D’awwwww. Ain’t my Sugar so cyute?
EXTREEM CLOSE UP.
Also, as a side note, I updated my ‘info/about’ page, took down the ‘enter your local fair’ page, and will soon be scouring ravelry for photos for my vistor gallery.
