I taught myself to knit in 1996. I accompanied a friend to a yarn store, then a new mom to a 1 yo, and saw all the cute baby sweaters. Muggle that I was I asked if she would knit a sweater for my daughter to which she replied, "Sure, but you could, too." She bought the supplies for a cute dino sweater (which I gave back to her when her son was born). Anyways, I must have thought about it for a bit, but eventually bought a book or two, some yarn (red heart variegated) and needles -- US size 6 straights, Inox, I believe. I knew how to cast on (long tail), knit and purl (or I thought I did) from childhood and proceeded to knit this:
Here it is 17 years later and while I've done a little weaving, some spinning, a little more sewing (not so much quilting, just garments), and more bobbin lacing, I've done a lot more knitting. I even started designing hand knit patterns. And I don't see an end to it. I can't even imagine my life without it. There isn't a week that goes by that I'm not knitting. I always take knitting when I travel. Always -- it's the first thing I pack!
I know it's WiP Wednesday and while I've got a ton of things on the needles, looms, wheels,...I think the biggest WiP I've got going is me. Knitting brings me joy, a sense of accomplishment when I'm done and inspiration for all the wonderful projects to come. It's made me more patient, it's kept me sane but most of all it's just made me better.