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that is some next level knot magic.
Ā it isnāt though!!! itās because most relationships arenāt worth the effort. The āsweater curseā is actually most commonly called the āBOYFRIEND sweater curse.ā Which=heteronormative, but the curse most often falls on a woman knitting a sweater for a boyfriend. Before she finishes the sweater, they break up - pop culture would have you believe itās because the boyfriend freaks out do to the weirdness/clinginess of having a sweater made for you, but I think knitters are wiser than that.
Itās because after spending serious £££ on materials, and then HUNDREDS OF HOURS OF LABOR on the creation of the item, with every stitch a prayer of totally focused intent, creating a large display of technical skill - it is then gifted to a non-knitter who does NOT APPRECIATE the work/effort/skill/cost/TIME it took to make it, and in fact thinks youāre a bit weird and making a big deal out of a piece of clothing, and after they go āoh thanksā and shove your creation in the cupboard next to a sweater they got for Ā£15 at an M&S sale, then they never wear your sweater because itās too tight because when you asked them how their favorite sweaters usually fit they said āI āunnoā and when you measured them for the fifth time and asked, rather tersely, if they had enough room in the chest, they saidĀ āI guess,ā and then if pressed they say they donāt really like the sweater design, but then you point out that they were supposed to participate in helping you design it and they say they donāt really care about how things look, and when you say that you tried to match it to their other clothes so how can they hate it, then they say that honestly their mother still buys all their clothes because they hate going shopping, and that they hate all their other clothes too, well. Thatās when a sensible knitter goes āFuck this shit. And you know what? Fuck this man.ā
This is what happens when someone posts in a knitting forum āAttack of the sweater curse!ā - this is the usual story. It has a rigid plot. It is as old as myth.
Thatās when you look at the time you spent and realize, āI could LITERALLY have written the first draft of a novel instead of doing this.ā Thatās when you go āI could have taken that Ā£200 and bought myself a new wardrobe.ā Thatās when you go āI could have taken all that intent, all that willpower, all that creative force, and laid down some fucking witchcraft, all right?ā Thatās when you go āI basically spent 100 hours straight thinking about this bastard while making something amazing for him, and I have no evidence that he ever spent 10 hours of his life thinking about me.ā
And āI could spend this time and energy and money in making myself an enormous, intricate heirloom silk shawl with just a touch of cashmere, in elvish twists and leafy lace in all the colors of the night, shot through with subtly glittering stars, warm in winter and cool and summer and light as a loverās kiss on the shoulders, suitable for draping over my arms at weddings or wrapping myself in to watch the sea, a lace-knotted promise to myself that I will keep for my entire life and gift to my favorite granddaughter when I die, and she will wear it to keep alive my memory - but instead I have this sweater, and this fuckboy.ā
The sweater curse is a lesson that the universe gives to a knitter at an important point in their life. It is a gift.
Knitting a sweater for a husband or wife generally doesnāt call down the curse, because the relationship is meant to be stronger than 4-ply.
(Although I say this, but Iāve taken over 5 years to finish a pair of mittens for my husband, because he casually asked me to do something customized with the cables, and I still canāt get the math to work on the right hand.)
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āI first ran for Congress in 1999, and I got beat. I just got whooped. I had been in the state legislature for a long time, I was in the minority party, I wasnāt getting a lot done, and I was away from my family and putting a lot of strain on Michelle. Then for me to run and lose that bad, I was thinking maybe this isnāt what I was cut out to do. I was forty years old, and Iād invested a lot of time and effort into something that didnāt seem to be working. But the thing that got me through that moment, and any other time that Iāve felt stuck, is to remind myself that itās about the work. Because if youāre worrying about yourselfāif youāre thinking: āAm I succeeding? Am I in the right position? Am I being appreciated?ā ā then youāre going to end up feeling frustrated and stuck. But if you can keep it about the work, youāll always have a path. Thereās always something to be done.ā
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My former supervisor got me drunk again and people were Being Wrong About Writing On The Internet and Iām the kind of egotist who thinks other people care about my thoughts on yaoi, so hereās my Tips and Tricks For Writers, an exhaustive list.
1. Write. You do actually have to do it. Like, not every day for ten minutes at 11am or whatever, who has time for that. But in the interstices of life, you do have to put words on the page. (Itās ok if you delete them straight after.)
2. Read. Not Great Improving Literature, tho if thatās what you want then cool whatever. Read the Atlanticās double-page spread on soya bean farming in the Netherlands Antilles. (Theyāre not called the Netherlands Antilles any more and they donāt grow soya there.) Poetry is good. So are maths textbooks. Stuff in the glory of the world etc.Ā
3. At some point, youāre gonna need to know what a comma splice is. And how to deploy a living metaphor, and how to use a semicolon, and the rule of three and why people use it. You can do without that stuff! Itās just, theyāre Instagram filters. Someone else has done the work but you look instantly cuter.
4. Is WRITING HARD. Is it the WORST. Is it so hard to see the crap that comes out of your pen when everyone elseās work is so beautiful you canāt stand it. Welcome to this hallowed place. Repeat after me, mediocrity knows nothing higher than itself, and also a lot of writers live here so thereās a bar.Ā
5. Itāll hurt less afterwards.
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Screenshot of a tweet that reads,Ā āIn case of volcanic eruption, you will hear mermaids. Do not ignore the mermaids; they are there for your safety.ā
Underneath it, a quoted tweet:Ā āPerils of Google Translate no 44a. People seeking greater warning of volcanic eruptions want sirens, not mermaids.ā
#TBT to 1985 when we whale-comed a crew of star-trekking time travelers. Happy 50th Anniversary, Star Trek! George and Gracie say āHi!ā
When Star Trek IV hit theaters, humpback whale populations were low, having been hunted to the brink of extinction before a hunting moratorium was introduced in 1966. But thanks to conservation efforts, these whales have made huge strides towards recovery, so much so that nine of the 14 distinct humpback populations were recently taken off the Endangered Species List. Live long and prosper, humpback whales!
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When Ultraman isnāt fighting bad guys, heās also got a softer side, willing to stand guard over some of the littlest, furriest ones on the planet and protect them as they grow up.
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