Yeah, I get that now, and eventually taught myself (thanks, YouTube!) enough of two-sticks knitting to realize I didn’t want to invest the time to develop competence. I think it says a lot more about my family members and their (in)ability to deal with both beginner’s mind and imperfection than handedness. Knitting was not the only skill where this happened. (Although I do still resent that certain tools really are designed for a right-handed world – side-eying the electric compound mitre saw and the jigsaw.)
The interesting thing in dealing with the machine is that I actually now understand two-sticks significantly better. I have gotten derailed in the past week, because I need to move furniture again (to accommodate lighting, having a public-facing room, weather, and for us, moving furniture is best accomplished all at once, while Spouse is out of the house) but in the process of swatching and skills-development, I can run multiple tension and pattern experiments, and I don’t feel all that grumpy frogging something that took longer to cast-on and cast off than it took to knit. I learned how to integrate a hem and increase and decrease, and while my cables are ugly, that’s my learning curve. None of which I ever would have learned on my own. The downside is the machines are noisy and they take maintenance that two sticks don’t. But the upside is that Spouse may indeed get the 4th Doctor scarf (though not at the 16 foot length) that he’s always wanted.