Unknitting

There is nothing I hate more than unknitting. Well, except for crochet and tangles in my yarn, but I digress. Unknitting is when you have to take a piece of lovely knitting, hours of your life and unknit it back to where the mistake was made. The process of unknitting can sometimes take twice as much time as actually knitting, and with the knitting it up, unknitting, and reknitting, mistakes are just a time sucker. Which is why usually I ignore them. I refuse to waste time fixing mistakes, after all, we're not perfect, so why try?

Remember how I said "usually"? That means that sometimes I see no option except unknitting. It urks me greatly, but I still do it. Like last Saturday, when I had to unknit an heirloom type of knitting (an inch of knitting on tiny needles for probably 30 stitches to the row). It's enough to make me want to thow my needles away. But, then I remember that I could be crocheting right now instead, and I pick them back up again. All Saturday was spent getting down to the mistake, fixing it, then reknitting back up to where I had started that day. At least Sunday dawned brightly with a whole piece of knitting that looked beautiful.

Still, these are the times which try men's souls.