Oh ye of little faith. Of course I can fix the blanket! It just requires faith, trust, a pinch of fairy dust and the ability to use Kitchener stitch.
For all the non-knitters reading this (hi Facebook!) Kitchener stitch is a way to graft live stitches into a solid piece of knitting. It's generally used to sew up the toes on socks and a lot of people hate doing it.
Then there's me. I LOVE Kitchener stitch! It's such an easy thing to remember: purl then knit, knit then purl, repeat until all the stitches are done. You can get a really mindless pattern repeating and next thing you know, it's all done.
Luckily for me, the creator of this holey mess has knitted more squares, so the technique is pretty straightforward.
Step 1: unpick the cast on stitches and put the live stitches on a spare double point needle.
Step 2: pick up the live stitches on one of the remaining blanket squares with another spare double point needle.
Step 3: sew the two live seams together using Kitchener stitch, chocolate and sheer stubbornness.
We pick up the keys to the new place in less that a week. "But surely you've nearly finished the packing, Andrea?" I hear you cry.
Nope. Not even close.
You see, the kids freak out whenever we put anything away. Felix and I spend most of our lives cleaning up the house at night, putting toys away and tidying up as best we can. The idea of being able to pack up the kid's stuff right now is ludicrous. Unfortunately, it's not just the kid's stuff the kidlets object to.
Dot had a HUGE freak out when I packed up my knitting books. Dot had a HUGE freak out when we packed up our excess clothes. Dot had a HUGE freak out when I tried to put away the vegetable peeler after I washed and dried it last week.
Current plan? Wait until we have the keys, spend nights packing up boxes and taking them across without the kids noticing. That way, no freak outs.
We're moving. It's been four years in our little rental and it's been good. Not great, but good. We brought Dot home from the hospital to here, we had Marcus run away from here, we've had fun and lots of tears here. We've loved this place and now we need to leave it.
I get clingy though, and I suspect that I'll get all dewy-eyed about here, so I'm making a comparison list for the new place vs the old, the known vs the unknown. Even this place has its faults... The pauses is for people who have been here to start laughing.
Con: The new place doesn't have a craft room. Pro: The new place doesn't have slat windows that let the cold winter air in so badly that we stapled clear plastic tablecloths over the kid's bedroom windows.
Con: The kitchen is smaller than here. Pro: The kitchen floor is level. There is also not a stump sticking two inches up in it.
Con: The house is on a main road. Pro: The bus stop is outside our next door neighbor's place.
Con: The lack of shade in the back yard. Pro: The lack of mould on the carpet. Ditto rotting walls.
Con: It's a big upheaval for the kidlets, Pro: Suck it up. Separate bedrooms FTW!
Con: It's a lot of work moving. Pro: 11 dead mice since Easter. Including one in the bathtub tonight. We can leave them all behind.
Con: The backyard isn't as big as here. Pro: No, it's bigger.