Math, what math?

I spent a good chunk of this weekend cuddled up with a GRE review book and discovered that I? Have forgotten every bit of non-knitting math that I ever learned.

This does not make me happy.

I’ll learn it again, of course. Most of it isn’t a matter of not understanding, just forgetting. Let’s face it, I think the last time I dealt with prime numbers was…I don’t know. Fifth grade? That’s a long time ago, and I’m not sure how I should remember it after all this time.

The thing is, I pretty much use math in knitting. And that’s different. There are no fractions, for one, and a lot more fudging with things. It also involves a lot of ripping back and wondering when you lost the ability to count to seven. (Hint, it probably was around the time you a) turned on a DVD and got on the phone while knitting, or b) when you set the sweater down for a week or c) the cat sat on it and knocked half the stitches of the needle which required either repair or ripping back of large yet unspecified areas of knitting.)

Oddly enough, this has not discouraged me, but made me even more determined to kick math’s ass. You hear that, math? I’m not backing down.

Tarot Card of the Day: Death