See this here? This is a hat. A hat I knit as a Christmas gift for a friend. A hat I’d normally be tempted to keep for myself. A hat I knew would be very loved by my friend (I think the pattern and colour are right up her alley, which is why I picked this project for her of course), if only she could make her head grow maybe twice its regular size within the next week. Not because she has an unusually tiny head and I knit a regular sized hat. No, this is actually a ginormous hat.
I’m not a newbie knitter, but I manage to make all kinds of newbie mistakes all the time. Nothing wrong with that I guess. Whilst knitting this hat it already appeared way too big, but thinking I wouldn’t have time to finish the ONE Christmas knit I was working on if I didn’t just continue I ignored my gut feeling. Of course washing the hat made it even bigger. And there you have it, a pretty project ready to be ripped out and surely not to be gifted for Christmas. (if you know anyone in need of the world’s biggest hat get in touch)
So what do I do when I mess up knitting? I go back to knitting socks. Knitting socks is like crawling into my safe space. I never mess up socks! Ok that statement is a bit too strongly formulated, but I don’t think I’ve ever had to rip and restart a sock more than once. I guess there are multiple factors contributing to this..
One thing must simply be practice. Socks are so familiar! I know how many stitches I need, which heel to make, what toe I love to get to a perfect sock for my feet. It’s not like I don’t know my own head size or am baffled by the proportions of my torso (I do buy clothes for myself after all), but I simply make projects for my other body parts less frequently. I know socks. In fact, I bet if I leave a sock WIP on my night stand I would wake up in the morning to see a little bit of progress was made during my sleep (unfortunately for the boyfriend I’m a fanatic sleep talker, how much more difficult can sleep knitting be?).
So after messing up with the hat I crawled into my sock knitting safe space. I got some Regia sock yarn for my birthday that I’m making a pair of fraternal vanilla socks out of, plus the Drogon socks that have had WIP status for a longer time already now. And to end this ode to sock knitting, here’s a current picture of my sock drawer (I never tire of this view). I love knitting gifts but I always find giving away socks difficult, because adding a new pair to this collection is always such a joy.
Bonus: here are some pics of Sibbe & Iva taking turns thinking ‘if I fits I’ll sits’ (spoiler, they don’t fits, so they left disappointed).