Whenever I meet someone new, I often don’t like them. There are exceptions, of course, but in general, I don’t like new people. I have to get to know them first. It’s good that I finally know this about myself– that given some time and conversation it’s quite possible that I will really love someone. Case in point: one of my bridesmaids was someone I REALLY did not like initially. When I was younger this was a big problem for me. I made quite a few enemies just because I wasn’t self-aware enough yet to get that if I just spent some time relaxing a bit and talking… we could be friends. Good friends.
Well… for some reason… I’m thinking about this fact as it relates to trying something new and crafty. Knitting. I had asked my Mom (who is not a knitter but has a good friend who is and who works at a yarn shop) for needles, yarn and a first how-to book for Christmas. Yesterday, March 26, I finally sat down to try it, after seeing this dress on Etsy. The book my Mom gave me is lovely and lays out all sorts of what I presume is very useful information, but I have issues with reading instructions in any sort of linear way. (Are you getting some insight here on how difficult it might be for Adrianna to keep up with my rambling in real life?) So I skip to page 59 where it talks about casting on. And I try it. Somewhere between step 3 and 4… I am missing something. Which is pretty good, for me. Usually when it comes to knots or stitches I’m lost by step 2.
Yes, one would think that there should be some knitting-in-progress in this photo. Sadly, I did not get that far.
So, because I decided to try this at around 10 pm (woo hoo! wild Friday night!), I decided that:
1) Maybe I should try new things a bit earlier in the day.
2) Maybe I should look up some YouTube videos about it.
3) Maybe I should read the first 58 pages before I start on page 59.
4) Maybe I should use the needles as part of a collage project if the knitting doesn’t work out.
5) Maybe the needles would make nice hair sticks.
6) Maybe I should put the needles up high when I’m not using them because K will likely pretend they are swords and jab her baby sister in the eye.