A frog of a weekend . . .
Saturday night was not my night to knit. I should have known better than to knit when I was tired. It all started with my Shapely Tank. I am trying despartely to get this done so that I can start Soleil. So I’m knitting away and all of a sudden I realize that I’ve been decreasing when I should have been increasing. So I take a good look at it and realize that I’m going to have to frog a good 2 inches of it. So I set it aside and pick up Branching Out. Now I’ve already started this one half a dozen times but things seemed to be going well. Until I hit the 5th row of the pattern . . . somehow I ended up with fewer stitches than I should have. Must have missed some yo’s. So I tried to tink it and that was a disaster. So I set that aside and picked up the dishcloth I was working on. This is supposed to be my mindless knitting . . . no thinking involved . . . it’s easy right? Wrong! I screwed up somewhere but I just fudged it (it’s a dishcloth afterall) and finished it up. So today I spent frogging my tank top and Branching Out. I’ve got pictures below of my newly made progress so this weekend wasn’t a total loss.












