I've slowly, with the assitance of various grandmotherly figures, begun converting my friends to the world of knitting. As it stands I have semi-successfully converted two people.
However, I have determined that the conversion of others is a goal secondary to the betterment of my own knitting skill.
I have resumed work on. . . The Sweater.
In a (somewhat futile) attempt to complete my numerous unfinished knitting projects, I searched for all of my less impulsive and more formulaic attempts at knit items- the sort, perhaps, that actually follow a pattern, rather than simply being a large mass of knit fabric that somehow forms a Mobius strip (retrospectively, this is actually quite easy to do, although I found it utterly baffling at the time).
The greatest, and nearest to being complete, was The Sweater. It is the only actual garment that I've attempted to knit. Thus far, I've completed the two front panels, the back panel, and one sleeve. I have merely a sleeve and the collar left.
[Needles clicking furiously] If I triumph over The Sweater, I will finally achieve the necessary willpower to set aside some time to start my plan to addict others to knitting, thus enabling me to take over the world!
...although, it does seem a long way off.
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"Various grandmotherly figures" leads me to imagine a convenient 'rent-a-grandma' service, with grandmothers tailored to your specific moral quandary/hobby crisis.
ReplyDeleteAnd you've never tried to convert meeeeeee to knitting. D:
And the 2nd: I tend to translate unfamiliar terms/concepts into something more intelligible, so Mobius strip=Morpheus strip=The Matrix.
=I know Kung Fu.
Jeff~