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I think I am becoming a knitter. I spilt a sticky deep red wine on the knitted part of my merino-and-silk pale cool blue-lavender-periwinkle scarf, and the first thing I did was call for instructions.
(After the damn thing was soaking, I attended to such minutae as "mopping off the chequebook". I think all things were salvaged.)
I threaded it on to waste yarn, but twelve of the stitches came off and I have no idea how. I think it might have something to do with the yarnovers. I think that while it's laying flat I can get one of the other rows rethreaded onto waste yarn and go from there. Means I won't have to rip back as far.
Still not tired. Kinda disappointed over yet another knitting setback, but not sick of *knitting*, just a bit worn down.
I don't think I've written anything in a week. This needs to change.
(After the damn thing was soaking, I attended to such minutae as "mopping off the chequebook". I think all things were salvaged.)
I threaded it on to waste yarn, but twelve of the stitches came off and I have no idea how. I think it might have something to do with the yarnovers. I think that while it's laying flat I can get one of the other rows rethreaded onto waste yarn and go from there. Means I won't have to rip back as far.
Still not tired. Kinda disappointed over yet another knitting setback, but not sick of *knitting*, just a bit worn down.
I don't think I've written anything in a week. This needs to change.