Why do I love you so when you frustrate me so much sometimes?
I cast on for Citron last night, 4 times that is. I even held off on that pomegranate martini before casting on so that I wouldn't flub it up. No matter, I just couldn't get it right. I kind of got it, finally, on the 4th try, knit a few rows, and decided I had the wrong needle size. Of course I didn't have the right one with me. I decided to have that drink after all. That, along with good conversation with friends, distracted me from my knit-fail, as well as from the Giants' first loss in the series.
Then I was back at it this morning. First, I spent 30 minutes looking at finished Citrons on Ravelry and doubting my yarn choice entirely. I couldn't find any FOs made from 100% silk like my Claudia Hand Painted Yarn. Hmm, maybe it's the halo of the animal fiber yarns that is part of what makes the Citron so pretty.
I decided then and there not to cast on for Citron this morning after all. Maybe, if I finish more of my current WIPs first, which I should do anyway, I would have a clearer idea of which yarn I wanted to use. But, against my better judgement, I still got up and found a smaller circular needle. Again, I tried 3 times, and failed, 3 times, to get the shawl started. It's like I was all thumbs! I looked at Ravelry again. There are over 5,200 finished Citrons! I am not a beginning knitter! And besides that Citron that Angie was wearing the other night was so beautiful!
So . . .
I kicked the cat off my lap.
I poured myself another cup of coffee.
I brought a bright lamp over and put on my reading glasses.
Finally . . .
Oh yeah, look how beautiful you are, that's why I love you so much.