No Knitting

Well, after a full weekend of nothing but knitting, (and frogging, but lets not speak of that!), there has been no knitting on the Casa del Random front.

Monday was kinda busy, with canteen duty at school and general catch up after being away all weekend.

Tuesday morning, first thing, I had am impacted wisdom tooth removed. I knew it was going to be bad, but I had no idea it was going to be that bad. No general, the dentist just took it out in the chair. I think I should have gone for the general.

I felt like crap afterwards, so I came home and went straight to bed. And there I stayed for two days. I had to go out and about for a few things yesterday afternoon, but I regretted that excursion almost as soon as it started.

So I have nothing new to show you. Lets talk about the disaster that is Wicked. I was travelling along pretty well with it. Friday morning, when I packed for Camp, it looked like this.

And I was feeling pretty proud of myself. It's a tiny bit small, but my swatch of the Classy grew when I soaked it, so I'd planned it that way. If I look closely, (through the dirty mirror!), I can see the line where the dye lot changed, but I have to look pretty close. I did not notice it at any time, until Friday, before Camp. Ailsa's house obviously has much better light than mine, because as soon as I held it up, the line was unmistakeable.

So I cursed, and stuffed it back into the knitting bag. Saturday night at camp I pulled it out and after much discussion with knitters in attendance, I knew I could never live with it, so I ripped it out to a few inches above the line, and started reknitting, alternating balls.

Sunday morning, I looked at it, and even alternating balls, I could still see the line. I debated, I tried to tell myself it didn't matter, but I knew it did. So I ripped.

It was painful. And after all that, I'm not even back up to the sleeves yet.

There was a bit of a drama when I looked at all the balls I'd unravelled and wasn't sure which one was the light one, but I think we worked it out. At least I hope so. If I end up with another obvious line, it's all being binned.

Now I'm off to attempt to eat something other than a cup-a-soup or a slice of bread.