So I just bought my very first pair of circular needles yesterday. I love them. Everything about them. They are literally my new favorite thing. I want to bury myself in infinity scarves and snoods and afghan squares, as far as the eye can see, because these things are FUN.
Wanting to get accustomed to them, I sat down last night and decided I'd make something easy--a garter stitch snood. I have a friend who lives in Vermont who'd just love something toasty for the winter. So I'm sitting, and stitching, and drinking margaritas, when I realize...something is amiss.
My edges are curling. My stitches, they're V'ing.
Somehow, my garter stitch has magically transformed into a stockinette stitch and I HAVE NO IDEA HOW.
I confer with my houseguests, neither of which knit. They too are at a loss. I try not to dwell, and continue to knit. But it nags at me. It takes two episodes of Xena before I realize what's happening to me.
My piece isn't being reversed like it would be on straight needles. I am relieved to have solved the mystery, but it is short lived, for now I have two inches of curly snood I can't bring myself to frog.
Still bloody love these needles though.
The terror that stalked me in the night--the sinister stockinette.