I don’t want to be beaten by a sock. How lame would that be? However, I don’t want to risk my sanity or raise my blood pressure either so before I started again, I looked up ‘The Benefits of Knitting’ online.
There are countless articles on the subject. After discounting all the commercial sites with vested interests, including yarn companies and book sellers, there was consensus amongst researchers and medical professionals that crafting, including knitting is good for you. I won’t detail my research here because the internet is available for all and I don’t want you to believe what I had selected to believe. I didn’t see any case against it but it may still be in the writing.
One positive research came out of the Mayo Clinic so they may be right. I’ll try again.
My fingers outnumber the four needles and a ball of yarn by 2 : 1 and I’m equipped with a brain so I cannot accept defeat. I brought out the heavy artillery, my 4.5mm needles though Bianca Kingham, who encouraged me to knit this thing can kill it with her 2.5mm ones. Check out her blog Wolfberryknits to see her amazing creations. She lives on a bush block amongst koalas and giant lizards.
My bright red yarn gave me heart. Soon I retrieved lost grounds and headed for The Toe. That sneaky yarn! Somehow my nice neat stocking stitch was turned around and a band of reverse pattern appeared. I didn’t notice it until I slipped it on to gauge when to start on The Toe. I have no idea how it happened and therefore no plans of retreat. It’s much harder to see what you’re doing when you have the work on four needles.
Anyway it was one ugly sock. I may have ten fingers but they were not talking to each other. Back into the ball went the sock. Winter is months away.