The family, despite being recipients of the flu shot, succumbed to the virus last week. I knew I was the next victim when all I could accomplish one day was one half row. The knitting sat neglected for a few days, but I quickly got caught up over the weekend. Looking over my work, I’ve accomplished so much in 22 days (especially when compared to the past four years). I’m tickled pink.
I can’t believe that I’m nearly done with this shawl. I’m at the point in the pattern where I should start the two-row edging before binding off. Well, I should clarify. I started the final rows, but then I ripped it out. (Don’t worry, I had put in a lifeline.) The math does not add up.
I checked the publisher’s site for errata, but there is nothing posted for this pattern. Then I checked what my peers on Ravelry have done. Sonnysmom wrote in her notes, “I had trouble with last 2 rows so I did my own thing.” I am assured that the modification made by my knitting instructor is not the fault.
So here I am, trying to avoid another multi-year stalemate. I too will have to come up with “my own thing” to finish this shawl which means I’ll be spending a lot of time digging around Ravelry and pouring through books. Not that I’m complaining. <grin>
In other news, I tidied up my knitting nook yesterday. La voilà!
Yeah, I am simultaneously happy and sad that I will not need to buy yarn for a very long time to come.* I am estimating that I have twenty miles of yarn. Most of the yarn has come from my mother and a non-knitting friend who inherited some yarn from her grandmother, so please don’t feel you need to have an intervention for me. Almost all of the wool is securely stored against moths in the tub. I only wish I knew how to protect the rest of my yarn from the grabby hands of toddlers.
* I actually do need to buy more yarn. I’ve recently signed up for TKGA’s Master Knitting Level One program, and I do not have any of the light-coloured worsted weight yarn that is required.