From Knitting to Crochet
Around the time I started knitting I also began weekly visits to my grandparents. It was the best day of my week. We would watch old Bonanza or Mayberry reruns, cooking shows, chat, and share a lovely dinner. Then one day I decided to bring my knitting to keep my hands busy and wouldn’t you know it, as turned out, my grandma (a.k.a. g-ma) was a knitter too! Only she was and is much more advanced than me, plus, she can knit in both the English and Continental styles. She is amazing to watch! From there on out, knitting became a standard in our weekly time together.
Sadly, I didn’t stick with knitting for very long. In fact, I completed two knitted prayer shawls and exchanged my knitting needles for a crochet hook. The reason was three-fold and had nothing to do with a lack of love for the art of knitting. Truth be told, after finishing the two prayer shawls my arms were killing me. Prayer shawls can be long and the weight of the shawl is held by the arms as you knit. My arms are puny and weak. I decided to give them a break and stopped knitting for several days.
But I was restless and itchin’ for some more stitchin’, so I took my g-ma’s advice and bought a crochet hook. In crochet, the weight of the project lies mostly in your lap, plus you only need to coordinate one hook versus two needles. Mind you, I was terribly intimidated by the crochet hook. If you read my “about” page, you’ll remember that I had a failed crocheting experience years earlier and loathed to try again. But, my hands needed to work and my arms needed a break. So, crochet hook in hand, I referenced the crochet section of Reader’s Digest’s Complete Guide to Needlework and taught myself two of the elementary stitches, the single and double crochet.
Believe it or not, I had NO trouble with either! In fact, to this day I cannot figure out why I had so much trouble when I tried to crochet years ago and feel silly that I struggled so much. Perhaps I was just young and impatient, or maybe the guide I used back then wasn’t easy to understand, or perhaps I was simply crochet stupid and grew some extra brain cells in the years since I had put down my hook. The truth may never be known. The point is, I can crochet now and have only sharpened my skills since I re-started crocheting. And all thanks to knitting, sore arms, and my g-ma’s advice.
Originally I had intended to work on two projects at once, one knitting and one crochet. This would allow me to continue knitting, but crocheting would give my arms the rest they needed. Learning to crochet, however, took some focus and time away from knitting. By the time I felt comfortable enough with crochet to pick my knitting needles back up, I had forgotten how to knit! I told myself, no worries, I will re-teach myself tomorrow… next week…. soon… and as I am sure you can guess, soon turned into years. Life caught up with me. I became too busy to work on two projects at once and since I had mastered crochet and forgotten how to knit, I ultimately never picked up my needles again. Until recently that is, but that folks, is a whole other post….
So there you have it, the three reasons I stopped knitting. Sore arms, mastering crochet, and lack of time. Excuses, pathetic excuses, every one of them. Although I am still as busy as ever, so busy in fact, that my weekly visits to my grandparents have stopped