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The First Sock

If there isn’t a curse of the First Sock (like the Boyfriend Sweater curse), maybe there should be. Or maybe it’s just more lessons in Zen and Knitting.
Last week I got help from my weekly knitting group regarding when to start my toe. I thought I had to knit for about 2 more inches, but the general consensus was ‘no, it’s not too early. Try it on and see..’. Sure enough, it was time to start the last 1 3/4″ of tow.
After having mastered the pattern and the 5 short sticks, I was thrilled to change-up! Getting right into the decreases, and knitting confidently and proudly in one of my few ‘okay-to-knit meetings’.

I have to admit to not being a super speedy knitter, and I still consider myself as a ‘low intermediate’ knitter. After truly enjoying the process of knitting toward finishing my first sock, and had been quite diligent, moving swiftly along. Which is why I was slightly devastated when I suddenly realized I had been making a small mistake, but… for a while! I had been decreasing too much for too long (I had neglected the “every OTHER round, Knit”). This means I was aggressively decreasing. I would have to cut off the last knuckle of all my toes to wear these socks if I kept going!
What does this mean? It means I have to fix this. There is no just going forward. I have one certain and horrrrribly tedious process available (okay.. never mind that!) Or… I can.. RIP IT OUT !!

Here is where my “LOW intermediate” comes in. I trepidate.

Part of the joy, art, and LESSONS in knitting is being able to accept that fixing is just another skill to be mastered through practice!
As it is, ripping out still causes me to lose at least a night of knitting. I have to stare the object down, to see if this really IS my only choice. I have to be brought to submission.

The subject sock sits on the couch, as if the center of attention, if not exactly in a place of honor.
I pace. I consider my options. I know what the answer has to be.
Now the contemplation turns to how to mitigate any horror of dropped stitches, lost stitches (where would they go??), or indiscernible starting places. All the unknowns of the semi-initiated!

So for now… the offending sock (the sock I soooo very much want to knit more on) sits on my couch waiting for me to steel myself and … RIP!

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Posted by on June 20, 2007 in Someday: A hobby