OK--for those of you keeping score at home:
I started Swallowtail on a plane headed from DC to AZ. In the course of the less-than-a-week trip, I finished the bud pattern. Easy peasy. On the flight home I started the lily-of-the-valley chart and struggled to get the hang of the nupps. After a couple of rows I did, and then I realized that I had knitted along as if the second half of the row was a repeat of the first half rather than its mirror image. Oops. Tinking seemed too much, so I tried to run a lifeline through stitches a few rows back. (Hint: this is not an effective way to work your lifelines....) I frogged to the thread and tried to pick up the stitches. It was such a mess that in frustration I frogged the whole thing.
Then my troubles began.
I have done every stupid thing imaginable in my efforts to get back to where I was. It has really shaken my knitting confidence, too. ("I can knit lace! I can knit lace!" is my new mantra.)
So yesterday I knit that previously-missing fourteenth repeat of the budding lace, put in the lifeline, and started the lily chart. Of course, I somehow skipped the k2tog at the beginning and wound up with a miscount at the halfway mark. At that point, I almost threw the shawl out the window. (Luckily, our storm windows are down and it is a real pain to throw things out the window.)
So I tinked back, tried it again, and had success! Timeout for dinner.
I came back to start the first purl 5 together row.
And the KnitPicks needle had that weird gentle catch it had once before with a different cord....
Luckily, I was not in the middle of a row. Because of the rough end, I could not slide the stitches off the dead end of the cord. Instead, Son held the end while I transferred the stitches to another needle.
This time the dysfunctional cord is the shorter one rather than the 32-inch cord. I'll be calling KnitPicks again this afternoon. After the joy I was experiencing with their needles until it came apart, I was planning to order the whole set. But now I'm hesitating....
I PROMISE that the next post will not be about my fight with the shawl. My plan is that now that I am to the point where I frogged the thing last time, all is new and fresh and will go smashingly from now on. (Right?)
And if things don't go well, I'm not going to tell you. At least not next post--assuming the shawl leaves me in a state still able to make a next post.
And today? SOCKS!