May 09, 2005
Idiot. Alternatively, savant.
First things first. I'm in so much pain from working on the Adrienne Vittadini sweater's sleeve. More pain than I have ever experienced from knitting. In particular, my shoulders are killing me. The hours and hours I will spend crouched over a microscope at work this week will not help the situation. Also hurting: my left palm and my left middle finger, which I use to control where the stitches sit in relation to the tip of the needle.
Remember when I discovered and noted that I had been wrapping my short rows differently all this time? Well, before turning the short-row heel of the second Pretty Comfy sock, I actually took the time to read up on short rows and figure out the "correct" way. How much difference could it possibly make? Well, let me show you. Here's my first SRH, done incorrectly:
Notice the stitches hanging perpendicular to the direction of knitting. Compare this to the second SRH, done correctly:
None of that funny perpendicular business.
Why am I an idiot? Well, I'm such a technique-oriented knitter, and a perfectionist. When I mattress stitch the front and back of a sweater, believe you me, and do it and redo it until all the V's line up perfectly. My gauge on the AV sweater is 26.6 sts/4 inches. That's right, I keep track of fractions. So how could I possibly miss that I've been doing my short rows incorrectly? Even when I worked the shoulders of the VPC, I did the wraps incorrectly. And that's a sweater, not a silly little sock. Shame on me.
On the other hand, did you see my second short-row heel? Didja? (this is called palatalization in linguistic terms) Now that I know what's going on, I feel like I've taken the perfectionism of SRHs to a new level! Grumperina perfectionism! And this makes me feel like a savant!