See what I did there?
Each section of entrelac is a tier, but it sounds like tears?
Never mind. If you have to explain it, it isn't funny.
Anyway. I haven't actually cried, but I have been frustrated and annoyed.
After finishing the base row I was flummoxed on how to proceed for the first oblong row. The magazine just blithely says to knit the first oblong row and decrease one stitch in each oblong. Well, I had a devil of a time figuring out which direction to go.
I finally pushed the stitched for the last base triangle down the left hand needle and crawled down its back for the first oblong. The first oblong was thus connected to the first base triangle worked. Not really sure at this point whether that means I reversed directions.
I do remember that it took me a couple tries to figure out. And, in case you're wondering, entrelac is not easy to pick out.
Six of 19
The next problem is that entrelac is tedious to work.
It's repetitious—pick up the stitches. Back and forth, back and forth. Pick up stitches, back and forth, back and forth.
But at the same time it enough attention that you can't knit on auto-pilot. Because you have to pick up and purl two together and repeat.
After two hours of knitting yesterday I manged to work six oblongs. I surveyed the remaining expanse of sweater and was filled with dread. Thirteen more oblongs on this row. Three more rounds of oblongs and then a round of triangles.
It's going to take forever.
And my hands were a little cramped.
Rapidly Loosing Interest
This all caused me to look critically at the sweater as I decided whether I wanted to forge ahead.
I decided that my technique wasn't good and there were sloppy, gappy parts where I didn't pick up stitches well. I thought it was blousing out where the entrelac started, but to be fair it didn't have the weight of the sweater or being on my arm to help it out.
I told myself that frogging back to the top of the green section wouldn't be so bad, despite all the work I'd already put in.
After all, knitting is supposed to be fun. If I wasn't having fun what was the point.
I discussed the matter with my walking buddy, Judy. Turns out she used to knit and crochet when she was younger. (I don't think she does anymore.) She in the "you come so far" camp, but agreed that if it was pissing me off I shouldn't carry on.
I decided to put it on scrap yarn to get a better look at it before doing anything rash.
Of course I decided to run that test when I was at the library knitting group. I was fairly sure they'd all tell me it looked like hell and I should take it out.
You are not surprised to hear they didn't.
Noooo, they all said it looked awesome. However, none of them wanted to take over for me.
There was one voice of doubt at first about how there is a lot going on in the sweater anyway that it didn't need the entrelac, but once I pulled it on everyone loved it.
I explained how tedious it was to work. I pointed out the sloppy bits. I said I might run out of yarn.
They would not be dissuaded. They pointed out how far I'd come and how much it would suck to rip back. They pointed out that each round would go faster because of the ever decreasing stitch count.
Add to all this the fact that I made the tactical error of only bringing the sweater with me. I meant to grab my Cotton Spiral socks but forgot. So the whole time I was whining about the sweater I was also knitting on it.
I'd like to point out that for the hour or so I was there I only managed to work three oblongs.
Anyway. The consensus was that instead of focusing on the sweater I should put it into rotation. I should just have the goal of working two or three oblongs every day and eventually it will be done.
Really, it's the first day of July. It's not like I need to wear the sweater tomorrow. Plugging away at it might be the best solution.
It had better be worth it.