How very, very humbling. After my marathon start last night….I was gobsmacked this morning to realize that my coffee shop and chatting time while knitting this …so easy, I convinced myself.
And check it out. I was whipping along. This is 20 rows from last night and this morning. It was shortly after this photo that I screwed up.
Almost intuitive…I convinced myself that this was a walk in the park. Frack…you have to pay attention…best intentions, skill and time cannot make up for not fracking paying attention. I am no longer a knitting goddess, but a mere suffering subject to the colour work.
Please note that this is not good. How could I not notice this? The V is not a V. This is amateurish, really. So what’s the big deal? Tink back two rows and get cracking. Just two little rows….Less than 500 stitches….yep.
THAT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.
In retrospect, there are several other things that I don’t like other than the one row of glowing mistakes. The bottom ribbing of 3 by 3 is too loose, it curls a bit and the colour stranding is pulling in the stitches more so I should be tightening up the ribbing.
Also, the green start with the red in combination is too Christmassy for me. Just because the pattern started that way, why should I? When have I ever…..A nice rich burgundy, the other green with the oatmeal V’s…now we’re talking.
So now I’m thinking, I’m not tinking….it’s a bit too delicate for me. I’m shredding this sucker and starting over. Oh and the cast on wasn’t even 219 stitches as titled in previous post, it is 216. I think it was doomed from the start.
I hope to finish casting on again before I get on the ferry today. Wish me luck.