There are days when my knitting just doesn’t seem to cooperate, and then there are entire weeks where the knitting just doesn’t go as planned.

 

One of my favorite podcasts, the Knitmore Girls, does an entire segment every week about this.  They call it, When Knitting Attacks.  Well my knitting certainly attacked this week.

 

It started with weaving in the ends of Lily’s sock.  I’ve been carrying the sock around for awhile just waiting for a few minutes to weave in ends.  I finally was sitting on our new patio enjoying the evening (everyone else was gone for the night) and I took out the sock.  Although it was really nice to sit quietly for a bit, it was also strange and a little lonely.  I was weaving in the ends when I started getting texts.  In a stunning display of brilliance, I clipped one of the yarn ends.  Not the end that I had just weaved in and clipped, but an end that had not been woven in yet.  I suspect I’ll be reknitting that toe sometime soon.

Then, I started a new pair of socks for my hubby.  We picked out suitably manly yarn from my stash with contrasting colors for the heels and toes.  The main yarn is Socks that Rock in lightweight.  I measured his foot, packed the yarn and headed off to a convention six hours away.  The toe looked large.  Actually, when I laid it on my leg it seemed extremely large.  I kept going, measuring as I went.  After all, I didn’t have a size 13 foot to measure it against.  When I got home and compared it to the other pair of socks I have knit for him, I discovered it was, in fact, extremely large.  Then, I measured gauge.  Oh…. was I off.  I’ve ripped it out and gone down two needle sizes.

Just slightly larger than the pair of socks.

I’ve since ripped the second toe out and gone down one pattern size as well.  I’ve at least had the sense to be trying this one on my hubby as I go so that I don’t get too far before ripping it out again.

Finally, my Camp Loopy shawl.  Yep, that bit me too.

One of these rows….

One of these rows is not like the others.  One of these rows just doesn’t belong.  That lovely tan row near my needles was actually ripped out twice all ready because of counting mistakes.  I guess the third time really is the charm!

I do like the pattern, Sirens Hymn, but the going is definitely slow.  I love the colors individually and think it will look really nice with a shirt the color of the darker turquoise.  The tan is a little more subtle than what you see above.  I’m pretty sure I’m not going to have this done by August 31 in order to beat the Camp Loopy deadline.

But then again, why should I expect it to go any more smoothly from here?