Sometimes I am appalled by the number of things that can completely frustrate me. I have a college degree and yet some things that appear simple are soooooo hard. This week my challenge was crocheting again. I have crocheted in the past, but I was trying a new pattern which I found in:
I was so excited when the library added this book to their collection. When I took the book out I was thrilled to see that many of their patterns were rated "easy", so I thought no sweat, I could finish it in a weekend. HA HA. My daughter finally told me that I couldn't give the prayer shawl to the intended recipient because I had sworn too much and it would take double prayers to release the negative energy I had put into it. I didn't really intend to swear. It was just that I had started it about 5 times. I thought I was on the right track, but then after many rows and many hours I would look back and what should have been nice, even rows were wavy, erratic edges. I had lost at least 10 stitches. I wanted to give up, but then DD had to use her secret weapon - - -my own words. "Don't give up!" She said. Uggggggggghhhhhh.
Finally, she, who has never touched a crochet hook says, "Give me the pattern." She starts reading "SK first SC and DC in each DC after. CH three." She asked, "Mom, is this English?" But in her confusion, she found my error. Her careful reading and my translating brought forward that I was skipping a whole row and chaining three when I was supposed to be chaining one. I was back on track.
Now if I can keep the cat from playing in my yarn, I should be able to finish the prayer shawl. I think when I get this pattern down, I will do the same pattern again for our dear friend. Hopefully by then, I will have used up all my swears and be able to confidently and prayerfully finish her shawl.