I knew it was a tall order when I set the goal of knitting and entire man-size Aran sweater, in secret, in just under two months, since most of my knitting happens in the evenings, when Lovely Husband is usually around. But as March drew to a close, I was certain, despite our planned trip to the Netherlands – when I wouldn’t be able to do any secret knitting – I was going to make it. However, as as regular readers will know, when April dawned, I was struck down with flu.
For the first four days , I didn’t even look at my knitting needles. Unfortunately they were four days when I had a significant amount of secret knitting planned. Day five I picked up a simple piece of stocking stitch and was amazed that I just couldn’t get my brain to connect to my fingers to knit the stitches.
I have no real memory of learning to knit beyond my mother sitting next to me trying to work out how to teach me to knit right handed when she was left handed. I guess, as long as I was making some sort of fabric, I wasn’t too critical of my efforts. So I’ve never thought knitting difficult. But I’m revising that opinion now.
The level of concentration I needed to do something I can normally do with my eyes shut, was incredible. The experience left me thinking about how complex knitting really is and hard it can be to learn to knit – although I’m still sure some people pick it up in a flash. It’s also made me much more intrigued about the idea of knitting being good for you mentally and physically.
However, although that all feels very positive learning, I’m sorry to say, I’m not going to get the secret sweater finished in time for Lovely Husband’s birthday 😦