Life's a Stitch

After a career in the world of non-profit social services, I often wonder what it would be like to work in the real world. Today I got a taste of another world, but I’m not sure it’s the real one. On my last day off I accompanied Bryant to "wardrobe" to get his clothes picked out for his role as "date boy" in a milk commercial. I was able put up my feet and knit away on Marina while Bryant was suited up in clothes he’d normally see in his dreams. As he wears a uniform to high school he doesn’t need much more, other than a pair or two of jeans and some khakis. It amazed me that in the world of commercials, the wardrobe person can pay anything to anyone for something she wants. They can literally rent the shirt off your back if they like it. So I did. Not a shirt, but a scarf I had in my stash. They sent a driver to pick it up at my house. If they use it I will be paid rent. If not they will pay me a restocking fee to put it back on the floor of my closet. Such a deal. You can tell I’m not in the business.

It was very relaxing until I discovered that I was knitting an Alice Starmore mobius. I can’t figure out how it happened, but somewhere in my 360 stitches I twisted things around. With no intentions of tearing back ten rows of corrugated rib knit on teensy needles, I did a premature snip of the steek to get things turned around. Thanks to Thomas, in Denmark, for featuring this solution on his blog. Here is my straightened out rib. I’m thrilled with the colours except for the very bottom where the pink shows through underneath the blue. I think this is due to the type of cast on I used. Again, there’s no way I’m ripping out ten rows to fix this. It will have to become a design feature or I can stitch over them afterwards with the blue yarn. Am I the only one bothered by things like that? I know I had a couple of unplanned "design features" in my Philosopher’s Wool Fair Isle, and I can’t remember what they are, although at the time I fretted about them.