I’m joining a knitting club, and I am excited beyond measure. Remember the schizophrenic psycho scarf I’ve been crocheting? It’s at the half-way mark, and I just noticed there’s something terribly wrong. Granted, this is being constructed to send that exact message: “Something is terribly wrong!”
However, not that kind of wrong. It’s shrinking in stitches and trailing off to nothingness. This photo doesn’t exactly illuminate the problem, but I’ve lost SIX stitches since I started. Three on each end I would assume since it seems straight enough, but smaller. I thought that was the whole idea of crocheting instead of knitting; hanging on to all those stitches. But if anyone can mess it up, it would be me. I dare not count the number of wooly projects I’ve started over the years, and not finished.
Well, enough of that! I mean business. I’m joining this club and I’m going to bring food and anecdotes and lots of good cheer so that someone will take pity on me and help me achieve a breakthrough into why I can’t seem to finish a knitting project. OK, yes. I have finished a few. But the start-to-finish ratio is not good. I’ll keep you posted.