Knitting Horror

I told you I am making a hat for my sister. It is a labor of love. I just happened to have the perfect yarn, Blue Sky Alpaca's Suri Merino. I found this yarn in a half off bin at my LYS and so got 3 skeins for $9. It is in a color that must be discontinued because I do not see it on their website, but it was the perfect emerald green. Soft and Warm, I was making up the pattern as I went along.

Because it was the only stockinette project I had with me last Sunday, when I ran into my roommate and he joined a knitting group with me at the Whistle Stop Bar, it was the project that my roomie did some learning on (beautiful job by the way, nice even stitches). Even though it was only one row, it was the only knitting in the world that my roommate had done and it was on a very special hat.

I put a cable around the edge and decided I didn't like it, it made the hat too long, so I ripped it out. On Wednesday, on my way home from work, I remembered, moving it in my backpack to make room for my empty lunch tupperware. Once on the bus, I had to take it out and place it next to me while I shuffled some more things. This I had completely forgotten. When I got home, I thought I must have left my knitting at work.

I got to work the next day sick. I could have not come in at all but I really wanted to get the hat back. It wasn't here and my heart jumped out of my throat, onto the floor and stopped beating. I was devastated. I look in my backpack again, but it wasn't there. It was then I remembered placing it on the seat next to me on the bus the day before and I knew it was gone forever.

Have you ever worked on a special project, something you knew had a long life of cherishing before it and lost it? Mostly completed, still on the needles, discontinued yarn, completely priceless and gone?

I was already sick and this did not make me feel better. I got on the next bus home, and stopped at the closest yarn store, where I bought the yarn originally hoping and praying there were more balls overlooked in the 1/2 off bin, but their weren't. I didn't know if I had the heart to recreate it anyway. I could not find an alpaca substitute in a suitable green and ended up getting some Cascade 220 in colorway 2446 and 8010 and decided to make a colorwork hat in an as yet undecided pattern. However, it wasn't as soft.

After I got home and took a nap and started to feel better, I got to knitting like crazy in between all my chores. Even though, I now had a plan and I was sure she would be happy with this new one, my heart just didn't belong with the project. It was a substitute and it knew it would never be what I wanted.

This morning at some ungodly hour I had to wake up to call the United Kingdom and when I went into my backpack...
on the very bottom...
I found...
the lost alpaca hat.

I don't know if I can convey how desparate I was when it was lost or how great I felt when it was found. It was as if a dear beloved dog had passed away. I felt like crying. I didn't, but I wanted to.

Have you ever lost a project like that? needles and all? did you freak out like I did?

The cascade hat has found new life. I am now going to make it for me and put white anchors on it. Now that it has a purpose of it's own, I love it.

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