1
February
2006

Rated R for extreme terror

Remember when I showed you this?

And I said I found an error in it?

Well, on Monday night, it became this:

I pulled out about 30 rows in the middle zig-zag column, back down to the misplaced eyelet, and attempted to fix it. I used a long piece of styrofoam and a handful of T pins to keep track of the individual stitches. I turned the sleeve inside out because it is much easier to use a crochet hook to fix knit stitches than purl stitches. And one by one, I started “re-knitting” the row.

This is not for the impatient or the faint of heart.

As it turns out, it made me sick to my stomach. Literally. After repairing about 15 rows, I was huddled in a ball on the couch, moaning. And feeling chills. And my husband watched me nervously. After a sleepless night, an offer of a visit to the hospital, and a very unproductive day at work, we decided that it probably wasn’t the knitting, but rather an unfortunately timed bout of food poisoning. Something similar happened to me many years ago after my first Yoga class. I’ve never returned to Yoga.

Tonight, I decided to cling to my Addis and tempt fate with another run at Zig Zag. I’m glad I did. I finished up the one sleeve. It now looks like this:

And I feel confident in attempting to fix the two errors in the other sleeve. I got into quite a groove near the end of this one, so it should be rather efficient. And not at all worse than simply re-knitting it from scratch. I’ll keep you posted.

In the meantime, if you haven’t contributed an entry for the scarf-naming contest, you have 24 more hours left. The pattern is all ready to post, as soon as the prototype is finished. And it gets a name…

1
February
2006

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