I know I've been tired. I know I've been burning the candle at both ends. I finished teaching a class last week and promptly got a summer head cold from stress and exhaustion. I know these things and more but it became blazingly clear to me this morning when, despite ignoring warning signs since I started the Holden on Sunday, I FINALLY realized that I was doing it wrong!
I've been working on the Holden shawlette which starts with a big old section of stockinette and increases. FOUR increases on each knit row. 4. Apparently I knit the first 8 or so rows correctly and then spaced the yarn overs at the start and end of each knit row. Not only did I stop making them but at least five times I looked at the holes at the start and end of my first few rows and wondered why they were there. I kept asking myself, "Really? I forgot to move my yarn from front to back when I switched from knit to purl?" Seriously, I asked myself that at least 5 times.
Then I noticed that the stockinette section was looking very triangular. I mean at least 10 times I pulled the top edge of the shawl straight trying to figure out how it was going to end up straight up there. I got it that I had knit the small rectangle and then picked up on 2 edges and it was going to be straight but this thing was a freaking triangle! I looked at the pattern 2 more times wondering if I was going to end up binding off a straight edge and then picking up along the triangle border for the lace. I mean, what the heck? But nope, I was following the directions so I kept knitting EVEN THOUGH I had already knit way more than 44 repeats of the 2 rows and I was getting nowhere near the 198 stitches.
And I kept knitting.
This is where I stick my needle in my eye.
When I realized I wasn't going to have enough yarn for the darn thing I stopped yet again. I took a very, very deep breath and decided to look at the directions to see if maybe, just maybe, I was missing some increases. And what do you think I saw. K3, YO, knit to center stitch, YO each side of center stitch, knit to last 3 sts, YO, K3. Yup. In none of the 438 times I re-looked at that pattern did I notice the yarn overs that accounted for the mysterious holes at the beginning of my shawl.
My mother sat appalled as I ripped about 250 yards of sock weight stockinette and calmly put it down. Then I went and cleaned because that's what I do when I'm stressed or angry. Although to look at my house you'd think I'm the most calm, happy person around. I cleaned and then I began again.
So I'm just going to keep knitting and sing this:
May your knitting be more successful than mine has been this week.