With a twist

There's no doubt about it. I'm twisting my stitches when joining in the round. The Moebius strip hat in progress you see above is proof positive.

It's since been ripped out--and not without more difficulty than you might assume. I have no idea how I created the mess that this became in reverse, and I hope I don't encounter it again.

The hat has begun anew, and I've been shown how to do the cable cast on, which will be a new trick in my arsenal. I don't know that it's going to take for this hat as I'm setting a world record for most time used to cast on and am ready to rip it out and go back to the long tail. I know it, though, even if I'm taking an exceptionally long amount of time to do it.

And with that, I collapse with a thud for the evening. I'm beat. I need to get up early to straighten up before the apartment maintenance workers come through to check on things sometime tomorrow. (Glad I found that out when I got home late tonight. Or not.) When's the break coming?