Frogging, in knitting, refers to removing your needles from a project and ripping the yarn out until you reach a certain spot or until there's nothing left of the piece.
It's called frogging because you rip it. You rip it. Get it?
|I love puns.|
Anyway, the particular thing I was frogging was a fingerless glove with a lace pattern making up most of the glove. This is my first attempt at lace, and the left glove went pretty well after I made some adjustments (the pattern is weird and didn't fit my hand at all when I knit following the directions to the letter).
The right hand, alas, didn't go so well. This pattern isn't that well-written (I think the author of the particular book I'm using is better at following other people's patterns than writing her own), so I kindasorta tried to make things up as I went along. It became clear, however, that what I was doing wouldn't end well.
So, I decided to undo a few rows. In a moving car. On a California freeway. With a lace pattern where half the stitches are just the yarn twisted around the needle rather than an actually pulling loops of yarn through other loops.
A few minutes later, I had a pile of kinked yarn in my lap and four empty needles stored away in my bag. I'd given up trying to pick up a few rows back from my mistakes. I had to start over completely.
Nothing sucks one's energy out quite like undoing all your lovely work and having to start all over.
But still, I persevere, however slowly. Giving up would leave me with one glove and a feeling of shame that comes with that giving up. The important thing is to never lose hope. I wanted two lacy gloves, I'mma GET two lacy gloves. And you know what? I'm gonna finish them before Monday so I can wear them when I take the written test to get a California learner's permit and maybe even my license (finally). I'm gonna be that awesome.
My problem with knitting/crocheting (been bettering the ways of the hook) is that I quickly get bored of things going slowly, and I keep finding fascinating new things to make, despite the fact that money is limited and I should really be just knuckling down and finishing the dang gloves/spats/whatever.
...you know, I think I'm just gonna go back to working, now. Discipline is good.
ETA: I managed to do a little screwing up anyway. Oh well, you can't really see it unless you're looking for it. WHICH AS THE KNITTER I ALWAYS AM.
*coughcough* Anyway. Moving on.