And don't ever let anyone tell you any differently.
Last Thursday night, I ran up to the yarn store to pick up the yarn to start the hat (homework) for the class on Saturday. I knit the ear flaps--all the while thinking, my, what big ear flaps these are. Well, no matter, all the better to keep my ears warm this winter. Right?
During class on Saturday, the other women around the table were talking about their total stitch counts of 144. Me? I had 156. No matter...they must be knitting the small size. Right? Wrong. They were all knitting the medium size and I was knitting the Andre the Giant size. Rather than rip it out right then and there, I continued. All the while I knit this hat, I told myself, it'll be OK. You have a big head.
Well I don't have that big of a head, and I don't know anyone who does. Maybe if I knew someone with big hair and a big head, I'd still be OK. Since I continued on in my delusional knitting trance and finished the hat, I have three choices now:
- I can rip it all out and start over. (I even wove in all those stupid ends and with Fair Isle, that's a lot of ends).
- I can donate it to Project Runway for a Biggest Loser episode. Oh wait...I'm getting my reality shows mixed up.
- I can felt it. We all know what happened the last time I attempted felting a hat.
So tell me, what would you do?