Kitchener Foes...
So, I was kitchener stitching the two halves of my feather and fan scarf together.This is my fourth time doing kitchener stitch. The other three times being socks. (Yes, three socks. No, not three pairs. Three. Don't ask) The other previous times were about a year ago.
So I found a tutorial online and began following the pictures.
Kitchener stitch is slow going and as I was mentally chanting to myself "knit, slip, purl. Purl slip knit," something funny happened.
My knitting began talking to me.
Each time I slipped a stitch off of a needle, I heard cries of protest.
"Argh!"
"You can't do this to me!"
"Have you no respect for me!"
"I may be down but not out!"
"This isn't what I had plans!"
"You'll see! I'll be back with a new dastardly scheme!"
Not quite sure why my stitches were tiny villains with funny high pitched voices, I finished the kitchener and looked at my handiwork. It was mediocre at best.
I tried on the scarf and did a dance of glee, despite neck spasms from the 4+ hours of knitting today (the muse has me).
But, I started thinking about it. I knew the kitchener was mediocre. If I didn't fix it, it was always going to be mediocre.
So, with a sigh, I sat down and began picking out stitches.
"Ha ha! I live!"
"FREEEEEEEEDOM!"
"I knew you'd never foil my scheme!"
"I see daylight, and I will fight again!"
"You couldn't keep me down!"
::maniacal laughter::
"My will has made it so!"
So, kids, when your stitches start talking to you, listen to them.
Or go to bed, for Pete's sake!
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