If I’d known how many decisions you have to make while knitting, I’d have made one big decision a long time ago that would have eliminated all the rest of them.
I got hooked into crocheting (hah) during a vulnerable time when I was grieving and Ivy posted instructions on how to make a self-fringing scarf. It was very easy. Stupidly easy, even an idiot could do it without a problem. I only had moderate difficulty with that. But I discovered the repetitive motion was meditative, and I made scarves to donate. Easy enough.
Nowadays, this is what I’m facing:
- What should I knit? Hat? Scarf? Socks? Fingerless gloves? Baby blanket?
- Whom should it be for? Someone I know, or a charity?
- Which yarn would go best with that sort of project?
- What size needles do I have to use for that sort of yarn?
- What pattern should I use for that kind of project?
I’m convinced now that I lost my knitting mojo earlier this year precisely because whenever I swatched something, I was faced with the question, “Should I use this yarn? Should I use different needles? How will I have to modify the pattern in order to make this work with the yarn and the needles I have?”
It doesn’t even help when you get something as a kit. “Use this yarn with these needles and cast on 55 stitches.” Awesome, except my knitting is slightly tighter than anyone else’s on earth (except for Ivy’s roommate, I’m told) and therefore I need to add stitches or go up a needle size or give the resulting item to a child. Except for the one time I did add stitches to the pattern and the socks became too big. And then couldn’t be felted.
It’s too much decision-making. As opposed to if I enter Target, I look at the packages, pick the correct size, and then only have to decide whether to use my credit card or cash.
It’s fun once I get started. But the pre-project decisions are paralyzing, and I’m never sure when I start whether the garment will be wearable when I’m done.