I believe that successful knitting consists of equal parts of obedience and rebellion; for example, starting my Fairisle Tank Top I obediently worked two by two ribbing in my main colour, but rebelled by stopping short of the required four inches. Turns out three and a half inches counts as “enough ribbing” and the phrase “control the urge to get on with the fun part” is not in my vocabulary. Mind you, I could rationalise my rebellion by pointing out that the pattern is for a big, tall man and I’m not the tallest lady who ever walked the earth so I think four inches would simply be too much. Please feel free to applaud my act of forethought and intelligent pattern amendment.
What do you think of my progress to date? Not bad, is it? I’m ready to start on the next coloured band. At the moment my biggest rebellion in this project is the fact I haven’t actually fixed which colours I’m going to use where, so I’m flying by the seat of my pants until I’ve completed one whole swing through the patterning. It is exciting, but there is potential to muck it up completely if I’m not careful.
It would be remiss of me if I didn’t take this opportunity to update you on how I’m doing with the whole “knitting in the round” thing that I usually hate. The answer is, with Fairisle I find it bearable. This pattern is not steeked, so the fronts and back are worked back and forth on straight needles from the beginning of the armholes to the shoulder. From what I can remember of the previous jumpers, I found this slower but no less pleasurable than the knitting in the round. As to the circular needles, the 2.5mm KnitPro Symphonie ones I used for the ribbing were slightly more annoying than the 3mm metal Pony ones I’m using on the body. I might like a circular needle better if I could find one which had 8″ ends as I find that length nicer to hold and work with when I’m using double-pointed needles.
Another little bit of rebellion comes in the form of ordering sock wool from Noodle Soup Yarns when we’re meant to be concentrating on essential items only. Again, I might rationalise my action by saying that I will need sock yarn, that I want to support a local small business, that the yarn was a bargain (mystery bundle). Mostly, though, I wanted to add to my landscape of colourful wools and am powerless to resist the lure of the pretty colours. I’m so glad I did because I got a skein of the wonderful “Speckled Eggs” which I’ve been on the brink of buying with each order I’ve placed, but always chosen something else on the spur of the moment.
I’ve also got a sock finished! This is hot off the needles and means I’m halfway through the Rise of the Jellyfish pair. Lucky I’ve got four more skeins of sock yarn to work through!
Odd Little Foibles
Having to stay at home which, in my case, means spending pretty much 100% of my time on my own, has me pondering some odd little quirks in my nature. I’ll pop examples in as the mood strikes me. First: the toilet paper situation (I know I’m not alone in this!). I’ve lived on my own a long time; I know that a roll of toilet paper lasts me about a week; I buy a pack of four about once a month. Yet it has started to feel like I’m using the rolls too quickly, that it’s only a few days since I changed one. So, mad as it seems, when I changed the roll last time, I wrote the date on the inside of the tube and you know what? The roll has lasted about a week! I know this is a strange experiment to do because whatever I am proving I am only proving to myself, and it’s not like I’m going to change my behaviour if I am using toilet paper quicker than I thought. What is really worrying me, though, is the fact that deep down inside I am feeling proud of myself for being right about how long a toilet roll lasts me.