Remember how excited I was that Hazel was progressing so well? Well, she’s not any longer.
I took her to the dance studio Sunday morning when I met up with R to help her get some audition photos taken. I’m the one with a key to the building, so I got there when she did and then sat and knit while she warmed up. Things were going fine. I’d cast on with the Dove Gray the night before, and made it through most of the initial increases before L (our lovely photographer) got there, and put it aside while we picked out poses and took pictures.
Immediately after R was done, I taught my usual Sunday private lesson, and then went out to teach a ballet master class to a local dance team coached by my private lesson student’s mother. Hazel rode along in my tote bag, and all was well until I grabbed my keys to head back into my apartment at the end of the day, and dropped them into my Midnight Heather yarn skein. They got tangled. I got them untangled with no damage to the yarn, but the skein was a mess with strands pulled out every which way. I still had the Dove Heather on the needles, and I did a bit more on that Sunday evening.
And then I dropped a stitch. One measly little stitch, which ran back down and got terribly confused with all of the different increases going on. I didn’t have a small enough crochet hook. Bouclé was closed. I looked at my progress, and decided that my tension was way too tight, the dropped stitch was beyond hope, and that I was sick of that stupid whale. I named the Dove Heather nose a gauge swatch, and I cut the yarn. I don’t think I could have handled frogging it. That left me with a fresh start on one skein, and another terribly tangled skein sitting in shame at the very bottom of my darkest bag.
I didn’t knit at all yesterday. It was the first day this year that I haven’t knit anything. I didn’t feel like picking up either my fuzzy pants or my pointe covers, Hazel was hidden away, and I’m still stalled choosing/making up a beret pattern. Today, I cut my Midnight Heather yarn as well, writing that off as another too-tight gauge swatch, and I untangled the skein while winding it into a center-pull ball. It was better than expected, with only the outer couple of layers being tangled, and they really were just tangled and not knotted.
So tonight I’m off to our Tuesday knitting club at the studio. R, L, and I have been talking about this for a while, because L and I are both relatively long-time knitters and crocheters, R just learned over winter break, and we have several other knitters and crocheters of varying levels at the studio. It should be fun. I’m going to cast on again for Hazel, and we’ll see how this incarnation goes. I think I’m going to try the double knitting right from the beginning this time and see if that goes any better. Wish me luck!