my self-loathing is showing
well, not entirely. but i’ll get to that in a moment.
alright. for wip.fo monday i began and finished this little sweater this past week.
i really enjoyed making this little sweater though i didn’t follow the pattern very well! ha! it ended up perfectly sweet despite me. the yarn i used was malabrigo worsted that mare had tossed into my lap after her own sweater disaster. she felt like the yarn was cursed. curse lifted, lady. xo
and for my self-loathing:
i don’t know what it is in my brain that suddenly decides socks are a great idea. i’m NOT a sock knitter! lord! how many of you have seen or heard or read me bitch and curse and writhe in agony? yes, one is too many. so why do i keep putting myself through it? i don’t know. baby socks are fantastically delightful and do-able and dare i say, even enjoyable? maybe that’s it. i make some baby socks and think the big ones can’t be that terrible. or maybe because that blasted yarn harlot always makes it looks so delicious. or maybe it’s because the patterns are eye candy, or the yarn used for them more likely. or maybe i’m just a masochist. that must be it.
so, now that i’ve gotten that out of the way… the details.
this is the pattern - which i really enjoyed. well written, options, no fuss.
believe it or not, this was my first picot edging which was a little exhausting (because of the tiny needles flexing and bowing) but now that i’ve bitten the bullet as they say i’m very pleased with the result. i can see how this particular edge can be used in a slew of other ways, too.
and honestly, i worked this sock start to finish in 3 days which is perhaps a record for me at that gauge. i only felt crazy maybe three times and i’m actually eager to start the second one. the surprise was that as i was knitting along (mostly) happily i realized the yarn was not really the best choice. it’s madeline tosh prairie and although it’s the correct gauge and absolutely scrumptious, it does not have much spring. i did the math and saw that i had laid down thousands of stitches and ripping was inconceivable. i pressed forward into the unknown and…. as i had feared, it didn’t have enough stretch to even come close to fitting me. WAHHHH! but. there are feet far smaller than mine pattering around here and i was gonna find some to fit.
a seasoned sock knitter would have known before casting on but as i’ve mentioned, i’m not that person. live and learn. the very first pair of socks i made were anklets and they didn’t fit either so they became alizah’s. these fit mae as if i had patterned them after her specifications and so i guess what is meant to be will be. perhaps by next monday i’ll have them finished and have pictures to share of the cutest little toes i know modeling them.