... or a lot more patience.
Little Whirlwind was being put to bed, so I had a child-free and husband-free half hour. And decided it was time to get ready to knit the lovely Lava Flow (it's meant to be a Ravelympics project, but I'm not sure I'll hold out that long). I'd decided on a lovely skein of Manos silk blend which has been languishing in my stash for about two years now.
All of which meant I had the time and need to finally use my ball winder.
It was working so well for a while. And then, suddenly, it all just started to go wrong.
And I was left with this:
and this:
2 hours later, having cut the yarn twice (thank goodness for spit splicing), I finally got to this:
I would have been quicker winding it into a ball by hand. Oh well.
3 comments:
I couldn't help grimacing as I read that. Ouch! and Yowza!
Well done on persevering. My response has been to put it all in a zip-lock bag and hope it unravels itself, someday!
Enjoy Lava Flow
Yikes! That looked like me before Christmas when I couldn't bribe the bf to be my human swift for half an hour.
His reluctance to give up his time to stare into space while I play with wool might have something to do with why I got a swift for Christmas ;-)
You're welcome to borrow it anytime.
I might take you up on that offer one day! (Although, if you can persuade them stand still long enough, toddlers can quite enjoy being a human swift...!)
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