Or at least, don’t knit while my husband is driving.
I thought I’d take along the HP scarf on our hour-long trek on the road and get a few rows done. I’m lucky I didn’t poke my own eye out. It’s very hard to knit while your entire body is in a violent, Kumbaya back-and-forth sway as the car weaves in and out of traffic – traffic that is already going well over the speed limit. They just weren’t going fast enough to suit him, apparently.
The new knit stitch: insert needle in back of stitch. Yarn over gearshift. Glare at husband.