Urgh! I know it can't be possible, but I feel as if I've unravelled twice as much as I've knitted in the last few weeks. The main case in point is the Brooklyn Tweed baby blanket I've been knitting.
I've been having such trouble with the simple feather-and-fan edging. All was going well till the second repeat of the yarn-overs and knit-two-togethers. I just couldn't get them to line up correctly with the previous row. I pulled the knitting back twice to try to remedy it - no mean feat when you have around 650 stitches each round of knitting - but to no avail. In frustration, I decided the error may be with the original row of feather-and-fan, so I unravelled almost back to the beginning of the edging and then laboriously picked up 650 stitches. I'm now counting and checking and recounting and rechecking to make sure the stitches are all exactly where they should be.
Knitting has, however, taken second place to sorting and cleaning and what is fashionably called de-cluttering over the last week or so. The apartment had its photo-shoot this morning (yes, everybody does seriously talk about it as a 'photo-shoot') in preparation for going on the market at the end of this week. I don't think the place has ever been so clean. It's certainly never been as neat as it was this morning. For someone as untidy as I am, the challenge will be keeping it in this state over the next few weeks of potential buyer inspections.
And I have a cold. I almost never have colds, so I think this is my immune system telling me I'm being challenged by all the changes in my life just now. But despite the cold I feel pleased that the process of selling the apartment is finally under way, and excited about the possibilities of creating a new living space.