Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Smug does not befit me.

Oh, I thought I was such a clever little ducky! Hooking away at my scarf I'm working on, thinking how proud everyone would be, and how they would marvel at how wonderfully even my ends were, even without counting. Then I realized that my scarf was becoming diagnoal. Hmmmm.... that's strange. Maybe I should count some stitches. So, I count the stitches in the row I had just completed - 19. That's odd. I'm almost certain that there were more rib stitches than that in the beginning. so I count my first row after the ribs. 25. I count the ribs. 25 again. I count the second row after the ribs. 24. The row after that. 23. I stopped counting and started frogging. After about 15 rows, I finally realized that I am not perfect in my judging of stitches and that yes, I must count, just like every other mere mortal out there. Oh, the humanity!!

2 comments:

Brandee said...

See, I told you about the counting and the math. They may look harmless enough but that math burns!

Kerry Crochets said...

Ah, right you were, master!

It took me frogging it a half dozen times to figure out, too, that I really DID need all 24 stitches, regardless of what my eyeballing it said......