Tuesday, September 28, 2010


Yesterday I woke up with a bizarre and persistent round of vertigo that meant canceling all my plans for the day and staying home. The worst: my fingers had been replaced by wet spaghetti and even if the room had stopped spinning long enough, I couldn't knit! Torture.

Today I feel like somebody has installed a full bathtub or perhaps a small swimming pool in my head, but the room is mostly still and I can knit. So instead of writing which is what I should be doing today, I'm going to work on my BSJ, which looked like this when I put it away on Saturday after a long-awaited and exciting burst of successful effort:

I'm about halfway through the instructions, but all the new stitches I'll be adding in from here on translates to each remaining row taking longer than the ones I've done so far.

Still... I have six hours before my next must-do activity, and one can knit through tissues and tea. Even allowing for the requisite sickbed nap which is probably going to happen whether I like it or not just as soon as I've finished typing this, I should be able to make a big dent in this project.

It's certainly an addictive enough pattern for denting: I get it now, why so many people love knitting it. It's easy and mindless yet with a cliffhanger at the end of every second row that lures you on and on. Truly a feat of engineering, and so cute in red and pink.

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