My knitting went from bad to worse.
When I very first started,
I planned to keep
(maybe even frame!)
my very first little square.
it's not a square.
I had anywhere from 24 to 28 stitches on my needle
at any given time.
Apparently I have a knack for
miraculously adding stitches.
So I would decrease
- at least I think that's what I'd do -
next thing I'd know,
I'd have an extra stitch or three.
A couple of big holes, scattered here and there.
But I'm not giving up, I casted on (cast on? cast on-ed?) again last night.
I started with 26 stitches
and, after 14 rows, I still have 26.
So far, so good.
In addition to learning to knit,
this weekend I added another skill to my
jack-of-many-trades master-of-none repertoire.
I like learning how to do new things,
or rather - I like being able to do many different things,
but I really want to find time to sit at my sewing machine
I miss creating with good ole fabric.
And the speed of creating with fabric!