I’m knitting this great tam by Wooly Wormhead, called “Dulcie.” It’s the second one I’ve knit and I’m making it out of some roving I spun up a la Fat Cat Knits.
Now, do not get me wrong. I love this hat. I do. It is clever and mathematical and smart. I love the one I knit for myself and I know the person I’m knitting this #!@#!@ hat for will love it too. And I also know, because this is just how I roll, I will probably knit it a few more times as a gift when one is needed. The pattern is just that good.
But seriously it’s making me want to stab myself in the eye with a #9 rosewood straight needle.
The pattern is comprised of 6 repeats total – each repeat is 40 rows. And each repeat has multiple bits of short row shaping. So there is some counting and paying of the attention and honestly, how can I focus on my The Walking Dead marathon a la DVR when I have to count stitches, and, you know, pay attention?
Also I might be running out of yarn. And it is handspun. Which means I cannot make more, because all the roving is gone. This means I’m getting nervous and starting to count and do things with math, just in case.
So now this hat is also making me want to start drinking, to go along with the stabbing.
The cats look a little worried.