Happily poking around the vendor barns at the Michigan Fiber Festival last Saturday, I found some winsome boucle yarn in a booth with an attractive display. It called to me, and as I admired it, it began to dawn on me that I had seen it somewhere before....... where........ where?
Well, in my darn knitting bag on my shoulder, THAT"S where! I had begun knitting a sideways cardi in that very same yarn. Not only that, dear Knitterati, I had bought the pattern along with the yarn from the very same vendor at Convergence just a couple of months ago. This was to be a supremely lazy project after all my lace knitting - yarn and pattern with no changes, mindless, all in stockinette, and without a single conversion or YO in sight.
I unfurled my nearly completed sweater back and proudly showed it to the vendor. "My dear!", she exclaimed. "That's way too tight! Whatever needle size are you using?"
"Well, sevens...", I replied hesitantly.
Briskly, the vendor said, "That pattern calls for a nine." ("You idiot!" inferred here.)
"A NINE?! My mouth dropped open. "I was pretty sure it said a seven. I really do think I'm using a seven, too."
Vendor digs under the sheet covering her table, rummages around, and pulls out a copy of her pattern.
Yup, the pattern calls for a seven.
"Thank you!", the vendor says. "I'll need to correct these right away! Use a nine - or a ten!"
Now, I usually dutifully do a swatch, but this being a sideways sweater starting at the back, I held up the needle with the first few rows completed and judged it to be long enough. The rest of the knitting is measures in inches, not rows. so I had just plugged away....
Shew-eee! Wasn't it nice to have run into her? Coulda been a disaster, as I would have run out of yarn waaaaaaaay sooner than I planned.