Friday, June 16, 2006

Glutton for punishment

In my defense, I have to say I didn't know I'd be picking up that many stitches when I decided to knit the bolero. I guess I never did learn that lesson from elementary school about reading all of the directions before you begin (did you ever take one of those "tests" where the directions tell you to read everything before you begin and there's a list of 30 things that includes things like stand up, tap your pencil five times, sing I am the very model of a modern major general, only to have the last thing on the list be "Do none of the above"? Those were always good for a laugh. Of course, back then, having taken the tests before and having an insane fear of looking like a fool, I always read those things all the way through).

It's a good thing the bolero is being knit in one hundred percent cotton and not wool because summer has finally arrived in Chicago which means I won't be wanting to touch wool until it cools down (in October or so--too bad the Trekking socks are wool, guess I'll have to make treks to air conditioned locales so I can handle touching them).


  1. Well, my test wasn't exactly like that, but in 9th grade sociology class, I was the only one who read through to the end as instructed. Everyone else was furrowing their brows and working hard on the problems and I was sitting there beaming at the teacher with my pencil down. Of course everybody hated me for it.

  2. Yep, 4th grade--how embarrassing!

  3. I was always the dork that read all the instructions all the way through, but I don't have any cool stories to tell for it. *sigh*

    Of course, I'm also the kind of person who reads the manuals for video games before I play them. What can I say? I'm thorough. And a dork.

    That being said, I've certainly been blindsided by patterns before. That moment of "hey...I don't remember seeing that before!" I swear, gnomes sneak into my apartment and change my patterns....