So I worked…and worked… and wondered what the heck was with parts of the ceremonies… until I had my first two cable repeats. I can’t tell you how excited I was.
Then the next morning I went to knitting class.
On Saturday mornings I take a class at my LYS. It’s not a class on anything specific, it’s just a way for a bunch of us to go and get help on whatever we’re working on now. I had dropped a stitch in my HP Scarf, and I needed to learn how to fix it.
As I was sitting there with my knitting pal looking at my Knitting Olympic project, I decided that as pretty as my cables were, I really needed to go up a size needle. Using my size 8’s were still too tight. So rather than frog what I had already on the off chance I liked it better on 9’s, I dug out another ball of my yarn and started all over.
Yup. I liked it better on the 9’s. Damn.
Then I went to another knitting pal’s house to sit and knit and watch the games, and I kept knitting… and knitting… and loading audio books to her computer… and knitting… and knitting…
So finally…after a long two days…I’m FINALLY on the road to Gold!
And now for day 2…
aka The Fish With Sticks