I make soap. I knit. Why has it never occurred to me to make a washcloth?
I am giving soap to someone for Christmas. So tonight while trying to decide what to knit next, I decided to try my hand at a lace cotton washcloth. I have beautifully soft pima cotton left over form the Moderne Baby Blanket project. Woo Hoo! Free present! How hard can it be?
Schicke Hakelei has a wonderful blog with patterns. Check it out. I picked her Flying Blocks Dishcloth.
Day 1: Knit rows 1-15. Somehow lost count on Row 12, but no one will ever know but me.
Day 2: Knit two of the repeats. Kept loosing track of where I was in the pattern. It looks fudged. Boo.
Day 3: I kept making mistakes. Ripped it out.
Copied the pattern in size 18 font. Shaded the alternate rows so it would be easier to see and follow.
I finally got through this pattern. I would cheer each time I got through the even rows with the right number of stitches. Still made a mistake in the middle. Who knew that a washcloth pattern would kick my ass?
I got brave and made a second one. Had to rip that one out once too. Started using a lifeline....
Made a third one as a dishcloth. The pattern is starting to make sense to me and I can "see" what needs to happen as I go. Unfortunately, having started this sucker 5 times, I'm sick of it. I can now knit it perfectly, but I don't want to. *sigh*