I'll admit that sometimes some part of my brain simply takes a vacation, which can result in all kinds of interesting challenges.
Take the clogs. They are fairly easy, straightforward with just a few rows that you really have to pay attention to, right? Well, after starting them over THREE times, I realized I skipped over the very first instruction to use the sole/cuff color. Ribbit, Ribbit. Fourth time, correct color, I realized I messed up in row two many stitches ago on the M1 by knitting into it regularly instead of through the back loop. Tried tinking, but messed that up, too. RIIIP! Well, I guess I've paid enough dues because on the FIFTH time starting over, I got through row 2 ok, then on row 4 ended up with the right number of total stitches, but had 3 more on the left needle by the time I should have gotten to the end of the row. It's a mistake that STAYS!
As I was doing all this starting over this morning, I began to wonder whether knitting a project for someone can be a metaphor for my relationship with that person. After 12 years together, I'll confess that it's fairly easy for me to ignore David and/or only pay half attention to him when he's talking to me and I'm engrossed in something else (like being online here!). I thought I was paying VERY close attention to what I was doing this morning, but row 4 prooved me wrong. I think the universe is trying to tell me to wake up, especially when it comes to David.
Have any of the rest of you thought that your knitting a project for someone in some way reflected your relationship with that someone? If so, care to share?