I am in fact. Lace intolerant, possibly lace impaired, the test results are not back yet.
The prognosis is not good. Did I mention, I still have not mastered chart reading? I do not understand those, "no stitch" pieces of graph paper.
This summer, as Ravelry waves it's top 20 at me. Flying it's fingering-weight yarn patterns in my face. Telling me,
"Hey! This is what all the cool kids are doing. This is how real knitters knit in the summer ..."I'm trying. I'm trying and failing a lot. And that's okay. If something is really miserable I will stop myself. Some patterns, are just too pretty though. I feel compelled to learn and to finish, no matter what the outcome.
If the summer is a total bust, and I end up wanting to never look at another yarnover and ssk (unless it's in worsted weight), I will destash a bunch of fingering weight and send it off into the world for a happier fate than being stuck with my uncooperative knitting hands.
Self inflicted pain: Shawl that I managed to back out to a point where I could fix. Where the sweetest kindest hand holding designer tried to explain why and where I was reading the pattern wrong. I was all set to make another fix attempt and then I opened my bag to find a string of stitches just murdered in the middle of the fabric. Was this the universe telling me to just ... try again? Bah. I made my husband sleep with the top light as well as the lamp on and began the crazy task of picking up stitches. (What? My aging eyes need all the help they can get!) He does not argue with this situation, as he is likely to get more sleep with lights on than, listen to my whining and moaning. Madelinetosh lace in ink is very hard to see in the dark!!
But I think I have it in a post recovery phase. Let's see if I can manage this next bit of contrast color without another righteous crap up.
This will be cast on next -- this weekend, fer reals! I may not keep up with Wendy's KAL, but I will make my own progress, I swears it, I will! Early days with good days to follow. I bought this giant cake of yarn (well it wasn't in a cake at that point) when I just started knitting at Stitches West. I hope it all works out.
I am thinking one day, I will feel compelled to dedicate some free time, to all the lovely helpful hints and posts written about lace. I will use lifelines instead of talk about lifelines. I will go back to my books on stitch definitions and remember what leans left and right, without having to "see" it. Heck, maybe I'll even make flashcards. I will learn the proper way to read a chart and I will actually knit lace without being in a group of people or the t.v. on or so late at night ... with more success. Ah, such distant goals -- in the meantime I am a lazy beast in my lazy, beastly ways.
Anyhow, in honor of my lace battles and the kindness that was bestowed upon me I will gift one of Maria Steiner's patterns. Leave a comment telling me which pattern you would like and your Ravelry handle from now until hmm ... EOD Tuesday (6/18) and I will randomly select a winner.
*Update: Last night after the company left and I went to do a row or two of lace ... my knitpicks needles became unscrewed in the middle of a row, snagging and dropping stitches? I was at level 9 "sea of despair". I have tried to reconstruct the situation. Alas, I won't really know until this evening when I count my stitches and tightened my needles ... again. Wish me luck, friends. I may have to back this pooping puppy out again.