Friday, May 8, 2009
On All Tangled Up:
The package came in the mail yesterday afternoon. Six skeins of the most lovely cotton yarn. I took out the first skein and Mountain Man, hands at the ready, held the yarn so I could roll it into a ball. I promptly started my test swatch. The yarn was ever so soft and smooth. I couldn’t wait to get started on the project.
I carefully put the project aside for dinner, picking it up again after the dishes were done. In the early evening I was knitting away collecting rows on my needles when Mountain man came in from working on the wood pile. While he washed his hands to help me roll another ball of yarn, (so I wouldn’t have to stop my progress when the first came to an end) I went about untying the knots that held the yarn together on the second skein.
I sneezed just at that moment. A small thing really, when you think about it. Just one moment in time. A sneeze as I turned my head away, jerking my elbow up to protect the yarn draped over my hands ready for transfer.
This sneeze led to two and a half hours of my time being lost. How you ask? I’ll tell you.
As I sneezed I dropped the newly unknotted skein of yarn, King Tut cotton in a non pull skein. I had my hands in the loop of its silky smoothness. It flowed like water as it went down in slow motion, a honey colored ripple. 182 yards of tangled mass lay at my feet.
It took a little more then two and a half hours to untangle and wind it into a ball. I put it safely away for its turn in the making of the sweater that I am test knitting for Judith of Coffee and Tea gals.
Four more balls to go. This time they will be safely in the hands of Mountain Man as I untie and wind the balls.
I hope you never have to untangle a skein of yarn and that all your yarn transfers are sneeze free. Happy Friday folks, the weekend is almost here.