scene: the locker room at the gym. I have finished swimming/showering/dressing and am waiting for Ricki to do the same. I have decided to use this time to clean out my purse. A gauge swatch which is in my purse falls on the floor and Ricki hands it to me …..
Ricki: Oh this is so nice Ann. It’s such a pretty color. I thought the jacket was moss stitch.
Me: It is.
Ricki: But it said to do the gauge in stockinette?
Me: (with absolutely no confidence whatsoever) yeah.
I make a mental note to verify this the minute I get through the door.
I get the book as soon as I get home and I cannot believe what I am reading! WTF is the matter with me???? I actually looked at the book, knit the damn swatch, looked at the book again to see what gauge I should be getting. Counted my damn swatch. Looked at the book. Recounted the swatch just to make sure. And have looked at the damn pattern countless times in between as I have dithered over sizing.
AND THAT WHOLE F-ING TIME DID NOT NOTICE THAT I HAD KNITTED THE WRONG STITCH IN MY GAUGE SWATCH???!!!
An afternoon on the phone with Cara and Kathleen – thank God they put up with me and this crazy crap of mine – has revealed that my stitch gauge is slightly off – the pattern calls for 4.25 stitches/inch and I am getting 4.5 stitches/inch. That .25 difference means that if I continue knitting for the larger size, I will actually end up with the in between size that I wanted in the first place.
i lucked out and this screw up has in fact been a very good turn of events.
but still – what the hell is wrong with me?