where the heck would you be??
I seem to have completely lost my size 1 circ. I can find the sleeve it originally came in. I can find my 0, my 2s, my 3s, and even larger sizes. I’ve looked under the couch cushions (found one size 1 dpn in there!); I’ve looked under the couch. I don’t know where else to look or what I last used the 1s for. Waaahhhh!! I want to start a new pair of socks!!!
Don’t feel bad if you prefer dpns! Especially if you’ve tried magic loop but didn’t like it. They’re just not for me. And it’s not a question of tension that irritates me about those last few stitches, it’s purely an issue of physics: The needles are sticking out everywhere, and when I get to the last two stitches they’re harder to access, because they kind of tuck under the next needle. I suppose I should try overlapping the needles the other way, but then tension comes into play—I feel I get more even tension if I start knitting with the new needle under the one that preceded it.
Tonight, I made an advancement in my knitting life.
See, I learned to knit when I was 8 years old. Mom taught me. I played around a lot, never really got super into it, but always considered myself a knitter. In college, a friend organized a club to knit hats to donate to homeless shelters. A bunch of my hallmates were going to participate and learn to knit, and my latent knitting self came forth. But there was no real advancement in my knitting.
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