
You know how sometimes you just knit along, fingers flying, hardly looking at your knitting and it just seems you can do no wrong? Darn, you have mad skills, you think. Yeah, I'm not having that particular experience right now. I've been working along on my "Sookie's Morning After Scarflet" and was feeling really proud of myself. I'd been running a lifeline every 12 rows, but never needed them. I even worked on this scarf while taking really good pain killers after surgery 10 days ago. Yes, I knitted lace while on prescription narcotics. Oh, yeah, I was feeling invincible.
And then something happened. For the last 2 days, I've knit and ripped the same 6 row repeat (though admittedly I rarely get past the second row) at least a dozen times. No medication, no distractions, TV off, no music, no telephone. And no progress. Thank goodness I didn't get smug while knitting under the influence and stop putting in lifelines. Maybe I would knit this better after a cocktail? I'm willing to try anything to get my mojo back. If you happen to run into it, could you send it back home? I miss it....