Today did not go to plan. This morning the swelling in E’s hand had spread to his elbow and whilst his lips and tongue were no longer swollen the advice from the health direct telephone service was to go see a doctor. Being a Sunday in Perth that meant a trip to PMH. I was hoping to avoid hospitals in 2012, nothing to be done about it though. He was given some medicine and a sling and tonight is feeling much better.
This unexpected event threw my day out of wack and I struggled to find momentum. Stealing some quiet moments this afternoon I summed up the courage to start trying to learn how to knit. And it really was a matter of sucking it up and having a go. Knitting has terrified me for some time now and yet at the same time last year I was all excited about 2012 because that was the year I was going to learn to knit. Of course once it was 2012 I started to freak out. What if my Nan was right and I really am a lost cause, hopeless?
Next Saturday there will be an opportunity to learn how to knit with the Brown Owls mob so I thought it best to have a go first on my own so I at least knew the kind of questions I had and what I needed help with. I’ve worked out the slip knot, the one needle cast on and the first row of knitting – well the basic principles anyway. What I am struggling with is what to do when stitches fall off my needle and how to manage the tension of my stitches. I must be tense today as my stitches are really tight and need to loosen up a bit me thinks. A sign of my day I suppose.
As I get ready for bed my needles are empty. I’ve knitted and unravelled. Knitted and dropped stitches and unravelled. Knitted and unravelled. And so on and so on. It is all good practice I suppose. Would have been nice to have something to show for my efforts… not to worry – the journey has started.