This may be ill-advised, but I have come to the realization that denial is a fairly essential part of life. At least my life.
- No, my pants are certainly not tighter today that than they were a weak ago. (And no, the cookie I just ate that was as big as my face had nothing to do with it…why do they even bake cookies so incredibly big???)
- I am absolutely positive I can make it home without my car running out of gas.
- Surely my bank’s online checking account statement is just, well, off a bit.
Like that. Denial. Pure and simple.
The good stuff.
Denial is also a vital element of my knitting life. The way I tell myself a new project I am working on will turn out GREAT–the best cowl/mittens/hat/scarf ever knit in the entire knitting history of humanity. Despite a flaw. Not the kind of mistake you can tink back and fix, either.
I am not talking about a dropped stitch or a missed increase. I am talking about a Design Flaw.
Design flaws lend themselves to a particular flavor of denial. When ready (deep breath!), the knitter can be brave, honest, and ultimately put aside the rose-colored glasses for the knitty-gritty truth and see the options for what they really are.
Options Available to Knitters Who Have Been In Deep, Deep, Deep Denial
- Frog the whole project. Set down the needles. Unravel. Wind the yarn. Start a new. This isn’t so bad if you haven’t gotten so far yet.
- Scissors. I know it sounds scary, but it’s possible. A slight pain, true. Scissors are a better option when your project is quite far along and the fatal flaw is closer to the cast-on edge.
- Morph your project into something…different. Sweater too big? Make it a robe. You made two right-handed mitts (I do this every stinking time!!!). Make two-left handed mitts.
- Decide denial is really the best path forward. Bury project as-in in the back of the closet, behind your wedding dress. (So far, it hasn’t come to this. Yet.) IT NEVER HAPPENED.
I have this sinking feeling that I am heading straight for Option 2. Again. You think I would have learned the first time. I could have sworn I had found a solution. An improved design approach.
I didn’t. I just made a slightly different mistake.
My cast-on edge just isn’t jiving with my itty bitty honeycomb pattern, and their is a fold in my cowl. I won’t know for sure until it is off the needles (see, I am STILL in denial!), but I don’t want a fold in my cowl. The fold didn’t look so bad at first. (They never do…) As my project has grown, my design flaw is becoming so apparent that even the strongest form of denial (and it is strong, I assure you…) can no longer hide the situation. My design has a, well, issue, and I need to fix it.
I love the rest of my project. The yarn (Madelinetosh Pashmina Worsted) is particularly soft (cashmere blend!). The color (Dried Rose) is divine. I can’t quite let go of the entire thing. Even though I am tempted to frog 250+ meters and start all over. To make it again, perfect from the outset. Two weeks of solid knitting down the drain.
But I just can’t.
The last time I used scissors, I had to rescue 136 stitches. This time: 248.
Looks like I better stalk up on wine and chocolate. I am going to need it.