Last year, my goal was to learn to knit. And
Making something out of nothing is pretty damn awesome. And making a useful something out of nothing is even awesomer (totally a word).
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Knitting is fun. I watched a lot of Youtube videos until the technique made sense to me. I watched more Youtube videos to learn all the little tricks and different stitches. Then I knit. The first thing I made was a baby blanket for friends who were pregnant but didn't know what they were having SPOILER ALERT: they had a baby! A very cute, very sparkly baby! Pretty sure she actually poops unicorns! Here's her blanket:
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And I knit.
I was using knitting as a rosary while I waited. I think I ended up knitting a very ill fitting hat. When mom was finally out of surgery and asking for Coronation Street I knew she'd be fine and I could finally breathe again.
Knitting isn't supposed to be stressful, but I'm hard on myself so when I've screwed up and slipped a stitch and have to start over I look like this:
It's all very dramatic. I blame the pattern directions. And the fact that I'm not very good at reading them. But it's mostly the directions fault and the fact that you're working from the bottom with nothing to the top with something (I'm sure there's a lesson in there somewhere).
At one point with the tiny sweater, I got so frustrated with it I swore at it and stormed out. "This is what couples fights must be like," I thought.
So here's the tiny sweater. It's not perfect, but much like when you look at yourself in the mirror: only you notice any flaws; you look perfect to everyone else.
The bottom sweater was my prototype borrowed from a friend |
And, as much as I'd like to, I will not be knitting my own dog/cat/boyfriend.