The Island of Procrastination
I didn’t get around to starting the shawl until yesterday. If I were making it for a Barbie doll, it would totally be finished right now, but I’m not and it’s not.
I was too lazy to try to arrange it so that this picture was well-lit, so the colours aren’t very accurate. Instead of being red and black like it is in the picture, in real life it’s red and purple with a little bit of orange. At first it was slow going because I’d make a mistake and have to fix it every second row or so, but now I’ve gotten more used to working with this particular yarn. While I haven’t been making mistakes lately, I still keep checking obsessively to make sure I’m not making mistakes, so that takes kind of a long time, too.
It really was that I just had to get used to the yarn, which is all thin and slippery with little fluffy curls in it. It really wasn’t purely my own ineptness this time. The “pattern” I am using is that I knit, do a yarn over, and then knit to the end of the row, every row, which even I would have trouble screwing up with a thicker, more uniformly consistent yarn.
We won’t, however, talk about how I spent several days obsessing over precisely how the edges might look with different kinds of increases, and how I knit up several different tiny triangular swatches with a Red Heart petroleum product in order to analyze these different edgings, even though said petroleum product looks absolutely nothing like Fleece Artist Goldielocks and so renders such an exercise pointless.
I like knitting. I don’t really like committing to casting something on or binding it off. I just like all the in-between stuff. Casting on and binding off make me anxious. Weaving in ends and seaming make me bored. Which is why I still have no FO pictures of the rainbow ribbed scarf. I did get around to fixing the bindoff, but I still didn’t weave in all the ends (by which I mean that there are six and so far I’ve woven one in). Weaving in ends in ribbing also makes me anxious. It’s not as boring as weaving in the forty-two ends of the garter stitch striped scarf was, but it’s much harder to make it look good. (Seaming makes me anxious, too. I lied about it merely boring me. It’s tedious and anxiety-producing.)
In other news, there is suddenly a tree in our apartment.
December 8th, 2006 at 4:50 pm
Hurrah for Christmas trees! Right now, we have a Christmas wreath hanging on our wall, since the apartment is too messy and there’s no room for an actual tree. :p Even a really little one.
I also hate weaving in the ends. That might be because I have yet to get really good at it. I can always tell where I’ve woven something in. Maybe it’s invisible to the rest of the world, I don’t know, but I can always tell, and I always think it looks awful. :/
The shawl looks like it’s going to be really pretty once it’s all finished. I do so love shawls! (Speaking of, my Prairie Shawl is calling me to knit a few more rows on it!)