Now that I’ve finished the toe-up socks (an experiment I consider a success, by the way) I’m working on a new project. But you know what I’m not working on? That damned Celtic Cabled Scarf.
A lot of people would suffer through knitting the entire scarf, and then post a picture of the finished object. “Tra la la, this pattern was super easy, you memorize the cable pattern right away and then just knit away without a care in the world!”
Which of course makes you feel stupid and un-accomplished, while revering them for being Gods What Walk The Earth. Except that it’s all a lie, a lie told to make people feel bad about themselves. And where does that kind of thing get us? Nowhere.
I call this “The Martha Stewart Effect.”
Anyway. The Celtic Cabled Scarf is a gauge that makes my fingers ache to knit it, and pretty much every stitch on every right side row has to be cabled in one direction or another. I’m about ready to give up. It’s been in the Time Out Drawer for so long that it smells like drawer – a little bit skunky, with minty overtones from the box of dental floss.
This is me, 1) trying to decide if it’s long enough to wear as a tuck-in (it isn’t) and 2) wondering, “What’s that smell?”