Arguing With Myself

Let me set the scene:

There I was, knitting away happily on my Wispy. Beautiful yarn was transforming into beautiful sweater in my capable hands. Only one problem. I was knitting a portion of the sweater that was numbing my brain. All the excitement of picking up stitches and establishing the rib pattern had vanished and I was left with an endless loop of K1, P1 until I achieved 3″ of ribbing. So, I dutifully sat, chanting “knit, purl, knit, purl, [sigh], knit, purl”, ’till at last I thought, “surely that is three inches!” But, upon rendering accurate measurement (with a tool that I had to search for, taking up fifteen minutes of my precious knitting time) I found that I only had two inches. Sigh

Knit. Purl. Knit. Purl. Knit Purl. Around and around. “Surely by now I am there!” Measure. Nope.

Knit. Purl. Knit. Purl. Knit Purl. Around and around. “That has got to be three inches.” Measure. Nope.

Knit. Purl. Knit. Purl. Knit Purl. Around and around. “Heavens to Betsy! This is endless!” Measure. Nope.

Now, this is about the time that I started arguing with myself. And the argument went something like this:

“Does it really have to be three inches? What difference could 1/2 inch make?” I asked myself.

To which I angelically replied, “If it is worth doing, then it is worth doing well.”

Disgusted, the impish side remarked, “But knitting is your hobby. Don’t you knit for fun? For cryin’ out loud! Your brain is turning to mush!”

“I am going to do all three inches. It just wouldn’t look right if I cut it short. Besides, I would have to write about the modifications in my blog and in my notes on Ravelry. How embarrassing that I couldn’t knit another half inch!”

“Nobody would have to know. You could just say that you did it all the way.”

I gasped in shock at this, “You want me to cheat and then lie about it?!?”

“Obviously,” I replied to myself in a bored tone. “Just think of all the interesting knitting ahead. Why, there are short rows! Your going to slog on for another half inch when there are short rows ahead!?!”

Okay, that was a low blow. We all know how I relish a challenge, and, as I have already stated, K1P1 rounds were dulling my senses. So, I did what any self respecting knitter would do. I put Wispy down and finished a different work in progress!

This was a smart move, let me tell you! Instant gratification – one strawberry takes about 20 minutes. I had a blast felting them. Plus, I finished a work in progress that was on my checklist a couple of weeks ago! (These are a gift to my Knitting Buddy’s daughter, who will turn two at the end of September. Her Daddy is building her a little kitchen, so my KB asked if anyone who wanted to give a gift would please make it something food related. This is my little contribution.)

Then, I went back to Wispy, to K1P1 for the remaining half inch. I am so glad I did!

You do believe me….. don’t you?