Mr. Aitch had a doctor’s appointment yesterday afternoon and I had to get a shot so we went together. I knew I’d be waiting there for a while so I took my knitting. Then I told Mr. Aitch that I saw a major error in the first 10 rows of the sweater I was working on and had to rip it all out. All 10 rows of 182 stitches. 1820 stitches. He said that I should take a break from knitting. That it was too stressful if I have to rip out all those stitches and start over again. And what was I going to do with the last sweater that didn’t fit?
I just smiled and told him that I needed to start this sweater over. I was ok with that. There was no grinding and gnashing of teeth. I was calm. The Papaya Cardi is going to be reknit when I find the right pattern. And I’m ok with that, too.
He just doesn’t understand.