I spent the night reknitting the top ribbing on this cardigan for Tea because I’d (poorly) modified it from a turtleneck jacket. I like the (second) redesign of the neckline.
And then I looked at the $&@! elephants. Courtney already convinced me once today not to rip them out. I felt they were lumpy and pucker since I pretty much stink at stranded colorwork. She said I’m too much of a perfectionist and she couldn’t see that at all. I can still see it, but I was willing to let it go, because really, I don’t have any confidence that my tension would any better the 2nd time around. And then it hit me. Ahem. Lean in a bit. Look at the elephants on the right. Do they look a bit, ah, hump-backish to you? Yeah. That would be because I messed up while reading the color chart. The color chart I have no excuse for misreading since I designed it myself. Instead of having heads, half of my elephants have hump backs. Brilliant.
I can tolerate a lot of mistakes. I biffed the garter stitch button band in a few spots. The buttonholes don’t seem exactly evenly spaced. My tension isn’t even. I’m sure that the arm holes will not sew up as neatly as I’d like. I am terrible at weaving in ends. But HUMP BACK ELEPHANTS? They will haunt me. I will see them every time I see this sweater. I must rip it out and knit it again. But I’m not in the mood. I’ve spent every spare moment (or maybe 50 hours? I knit slowly) working towards the completion of this sweater. I was so happy to be done. I want it off my needles. I want to take a “break” by starting my next project. In other words, I will bury this in a closet and never look at it again.