pepperknit

I started a Koolhaas hat on January 1, but in the past few weeks I’ve barely touched it; I just didn’t like knitting it. Something about the frequency of the cable crossings didn’t ever let me get in the flow. In the meantime, every single last one of you has cranked out your own–oh, wait, no, you actually made at least two, sometimes three! I watched in awe and befuddlement.

Yesterday, my Flickr friend Julie organized a knitting afternoon at a bar in the Lower East Side. I brought Koolhaas, to force myself to knit it. I really love the finished look, so I decided I would just have to soldier through. Well, last night, I finished it. And it was so small and tight, it slid right off my head. I considered investigating the source of the problem–careful assessment of gauge (which I’d thought was right), frogging to the beginning of the decreases and adding height, all those things that I normally do. But you know what? I didn’t like knitting it the first time, why would I like knitting it a second time?

So it’s frogged—gone—a mere memory. I needed that ball of yarn to finish up my skirt, anyway.