Do you ever have one of those days (or projects) where things just seem to always go wrong? I’ve been in an all-around funk for the last few months (in case you couldn’t tell from the blog silence), and the cherry on top of that funk was that I just couldn’t get into my crafting.
Then there was the 30-day Sweater Challenge.
I figured a goal with a deadline was just what I needed, but the funk fairy had other plans & hid all my size 7 circulars from me. But the shrug that will forever be known as my Sanity Shrug kept calling to me. So what did I do? Well when that 30 days were over & NaKniSweMo began, things finally started to fall into place. I got my new needles & knitting magic just started happening. Until a few days ago.
My stitch gauge was spot on.
My row gauge was spot on.
These things never happen for me.
My first skein was disappearing fast. A little too fast. And I immediately realized that I should have bought that third skein I was on the fence about. Instead of being the over prepared crafter that I usually am, I decided to be the good knitter & follow the pattern exactly. And then the fear of not finishing yet another project started scaring my crafty brain.
For all of you non-crafting nerds, I should probably explain why the fear. On the labels for each skein there is some information printed on it, particularly the color name & dye lot. It doesn’t matter if every label says the exact same color name on it, if that dye lot code doesn’t match then be prepared for an ombre-esque project…whether you wanted one or not.
The dye lot gods are looking favorably on me!
So in an utter panic of having to start all over on this project, Josh rushed me to the same store I bought my 2 skeins at. I was prepared for the worst, since it had been almost 5 months since I bought those skeins. How many different shipments did they get in that lapse?!
There was no way that I would find the exact dye lot again.
We dug through each bin with filled with that beautiful oatmeal color. 010. 010. 010. 010. 010. 001. My heart sank with each skein. And then we pulled the last skein, hiding under a few misplaced skeins, and angels started to sing! 004!
I think that’s my new favorite number…
Moral of the Story: Always be prepared is more than just a motto for the boy scouts. Because I’m not a boy, nor a scout.
What is your biggest crafting fear?