I am four rows into a 44 row repeating knitting pattern and…..AAAGH!!! This pattern book should come with a warning:
I knit for pleasure. For relaxation. And I have done since I was about 6 years old. That’s a long time. But this? This is anything but relaxing or pleasurable!! It’s like knitting with 217 stitches of cobweb!
“You need this luxurious item in your life!” says the description in the pattern book.
No. No I don’t, actually.
“Knit one for your glamorous best friend too,” it says. My friends all just got a whole lot less glam.
All I can hope is that once there is enough fabric to stop the work twisting around the needles, and once the pattern is established, it will eventually become fun. Or at least tolerable. Relaxing is too much to hope for, I’m afraid.
