If you haven’t heard, November is National Knit a Sweater Month…also known as NaKniSweMo. Shannon Okay started it and there are Ravelry groups and LYS events and lots of conversation in the Twitterverse. If you’re following our Facebook page or our Instagram feed, you’ll know that I am accepting the challenge this year. And if you can’t tell by the number of links in the first paragraph, NaKniSweMo is a big deal in the knitting world. Like Maryland Sheep and Wool and Rhinebeck, it’s one of the Knitter’s Holidays that mark our seasonal calendar.
This year, I’ve chosen to do Strokkur, by Ysolda Teague, though I’m sure it won’t come as any surprise to anyone who knows me that I will be making modifications…but more on that later.
Today, all I want you to know is that cheaters never prosper. I was excited and wanted to get started so, though it was not officially November first, I sat down on Halloween night and cast on. I got a good 3 inches into it before it was time to go to bed, and sat back to admire my sneaky start.
Well…my karma sometimes cycles really fast. At first I couldn’t believe it, but I checked it three times. Yup. You bet. It was twisted. *sigh* I thought briefly of trying to steek it or work some other fancy knitting magic that hasn’t been invented yet. *sigh again* I tried to remember if I had ever heard of anything that could take out a twist. *sigh one last time* Nope. It was my punishment for cheating. No doubt about it.
I went to bed, sad and humble. I got up in the morning on November 1, took my fledgeling sweater off the needles and thought I would just try it on to see if the hip circumference was going to be right. Much to my amazement, it was way to big. If the twist had not been there, I might have finished it at the original measurement and had a sweater I would never wear. Is it possible that my karma was not running against me but for me with regard to that accursed twist? Hmm.
Well, I frogged it, cast it on again in a smaller size and have gotten up to the waist shaping. I’m on track and it bids fair to be a beautiful thing.