The One About Inori

Why?

It’s safer and not as bad for the heart as what I just did during the weekend.

Firstly, I casted off and seamed up Sunshine’s Aran Jumper (I’m lazy to link, just see the previous post!). Then, I vacuumed the house and did the laundry.

I did all these to earn myself justification to cast on a new project.

When I told my knitting groups as well as people on Ravelry that I’m going to attempt the Frost Flowers and Leaves Shawl as my first lace project, I should take that look on their face as if I’ve sprouted a third eye into consideration that I may be suicidal. Or something.

Having said that, NO ONE held an intervention. NO ONE sat me down and said to me tenderly, “You know, Jolene, that’s a little too difficult. Why don’t you try something simpler for a start?”

Nope. No one. I think everyone secretly wanted to see me keel over, foam at the mouth and go into spasms.

I casted on. I tried to do it ‘circularly invisibly’ but that just made me want to stab myself so I just did a normal cast on and joined it in the round. I can live with a small hole in the middle. No problem.

And then, I used the magic loop and knitted the first 2 rounds.

Then I ripped it.

Then I did it again. This time I got to do increases. But I miscounted. So I ripped again.

And I did the same mistake. And so it was ripped again.

And THEN the person with the thick skull (that will be me) did the same mistake AGAIN!!! And so it was ripped again!!!

And then I tried using double pointed needles. It didn’t work. So it was back to the magic loop.

Found out where I went wrong and this time, it took off! I managed to knit many many rows.

I made sure I had lifelines on the plain knit rounds so I was fine.

And then, I got complacent. “Never mind if the lifeline slips out a few stitches. I did not make any mistakes so far~~~~lalalala”, I said to myself.

But you know, pride goeth before a falleth. And falleth I did-eth. On the 23rd row, I miscounted. There was no way you could tink this thing. (‘Tink’ is ‘Knit’ backwards.) So I proceeded to rip to my lifeline which was on row 22.

BUT, the lifeline had slipped off a few stitches and I was 3 stitches short!!!!! It was impossible to pick up stitches when you don’t even know where the drop stitches were! No amount of picking up stitches from the cursed Alpaca Silk secret Dashing Mitts could prepare me for this disaster.
And to rub salt into my wounds, the lifeline on row 20 had slipped out a few stitches too!!!!!!!!!

Need I tell you the rest of my story? I felt like puking. My insides were churning and my head was spinning. I think I developed a fever.

Farewell, my Frosty Flowers and Leaves……. I know we will meet again. I have put your Malabrigo Lacey-ness aside for now and started on a Swallowtail Shawl (apparently a simpler lace pattern) for my mum. But I will see you again soon. I just need to throw up now.