So, last night my yarn quantity for the Harlow Sweater V Neck was bothering me. I was knitting along the back of the garment as I should and I love the super soft hand of the Katia Cotton-Merino yarn. BUT I kept thinking that I didn’t have enough yarn because I was already into my second 50g ball and I hadn’t even finished the back yet. Never mind, the garment is supposed to be oversized and it has sleeves! So, I put down my knitting and went back to the original pattern description and took a look at the yarn requirements.

I must have been really sick when I decided that this yarn would work! LOL. It won’t work … well, it would work if I had half again as much yarn. The original pattern calls for 450 grams for the XL size (fifth size). And the description on the Ravelry pattern page says:

“Approximately 300, (325), 350, (400), 450, (500), 500, (550), 550 grams of BC Garn “Semilla Pura”, 100 grams = 350 meters / 382 yards, featured in color 03”

In this instance, duh, the yarn is 382 yards to 100 grams. MY yarn is 115 yards to 50 grams or 230 yards to 100 grams. Oops! Too little yarn by 1792-1035= 937 yards. That’s a big difference! So, do I try to order more yarn to use up some stashed yarn or just frog it and find a different yarn to make this sweater in? I chose to frog it and return it to the stash. Today, if I have the energy, I will go through some of my stashed yarn and see if there is something in it that I’d like to use instead. I need a worsted weight or a sport held double with a lace to make a worsted. I like the idea of holding the two yarns together but there’s something that I like about just knitting with one strand of a worsted weight.

Flu brains are not always functioning. I feel like I should know better than this. BUT I will blame it on being sick and move on. I credit knitting for helping me to see that this is not a failure but another learning opportunity. I think my gut kept telling me that it wasn’t going to work but I wasn’t listening to my gut. When I did my “homework” I accepted the pivot, frogged the project and didn’t judge or shame myself. Self-talk is what tells me that I have grown as a human being. I didn’t call myself names this time. That’s progress.

Gone knitting.