I confess – I love my stitch markers. I love making them, I love using them, I even decorate myself with them.
I have been known to talk at length about using stitch markers, trying to get others to join me in my happy addiction. One might ask why is this obsession pretty, little charms? The answer is that I see stitch markers as sanity savers.
A few days ago I met a friend of a friend, who used to knit. She said that she was sorry that she could not anymore. But there was little chance she could give all of her attention to her knitting. After all she has a family now and, as any Mom knows uninterrupted blocks of time become a thing of the past when you have a baby. So there she was wanting to knit (hey, when she called it the best form of meditation I knew I had a live one!), but she got so frustrated recounting stitches and rows that knitting became too stressful to attempt. Enter me and my stitch markers. The result – one more happily knitting person!
I use lots and lots of stitch markers in my projects. I think that they are so necessary that I now list markers as materials in my patterns. Besides being an avid (read fanatical) knitter and crocheter. I am too a very busy Mom with lots of responsibilities and many little people, who get really creative jockeying for my attention. At some point the conflict arose between all the knitting and crochet I wanted to do and all the other things in life that had to be done. Alas, the housework interferes with my prime knitting time. I wish I could give many more hours to my fiberly obsession. But because I am the only person around here who can produce socks on demand; the unique one, who heals with a kiss and a magical band aid; the brave one, who has an answer to the daily mystery of what is for dinner tonight – I just had to reconcile myself to being continually interrupted. It also meant that I had to develop a style of knitting or crocheting where the interruptions are build in.
So I discovered Stitch Markers! I trust them and depend on them. They are my tools for “reading” my knitting at a glance, or with only my fingers, while my eyes are engaged elsewhere. And because the right stitch markers are so important to me I started making my own after searching in vain for a long time for the “exactly right ones”.