The knitters in my family always make fun of me, because I have NO PROBLEM finding that, well into a project, I made a mistake in my knitting early on and throwing the whole thing out, needles and all. I know it’s a waste of yarn, but it saves me so much psychic energy and angst that it’s really the only thing to do.
Writing up a pattern is different, though. I’ve been trying to figure out a sweater I saw on Marissa Mayer, and I have started over 4 times already — is it knit side-to-side, bottom-up, top-down, all of one piece or several… It’s been maddening. Just today though, I realized I’d a bigger problem to solve. It’s not reverse stockinette stitch — which is not the most fun, but still relatively quick — at all. Nope, that sucker is seed stitch. I can’t even. Nope, no, no. Not. Can’t.
I’d like to think I had it in me to start over, but I think I need to take a break before I even consider it. Maybe some granny squares or a chevron scarf are in order! Happy Little Friday!