late late at night…
I’d like to think that the reason I’ve been really rather muddled
the last few days is because it is February. You
all that …
Inspired by the fabulous Polly, I started a new project: Saffron, Rowan 25 by Kim Hargreaves. I’ve wanted this sweater forever and all it took was just one look at hers to get the party started. Deep in my UberStash, I found some cotton blend yarn that has been lingering for ages – it is (depending on the light source) a smoky aqua/blue. I bought it on eBay from some kind of close-out of a factory lot. It arrived in big wound-off Logs, perhaps from a super cone or something. I also bought it in smoky Olive Green (shocking).
It wasn’t too long into a sleeve (row 1 to be exact) that I flopped. oVER AND Over. This sweater has a little scalloped edge and I just couldn’t digest the instructions. It took 3 tries for it to *click* and then it was so obvious that if there was someone else in the room with me I would have been exceedingly embarrassed by the density of my brain. (And, perhaps, no not really, by the amount of VULGAR LANGUAGE that escaped my lips…)
But I wasn’t alone – the television was bringing Men’s Combined Skiing into my hut and some Skiers, in fact the top two seeds, were in some desperate straits of a much more crucial sort! Did Bode throw his yarn on the floor in a hissy fit and stamp his booted feet when he straddled a gate? Did Raich swear like a truck driver when he went OFF the Course (I’m convinced it is just too icy over there…) in the same race?
Maybe, but I couldn’t hear him from over here…
(I did hear Claudia, however. Damn, I feel your pain~!)
So when, 30 rows later, in the deep night, when I really looked at what I knit and saw LOOSE (not loose lips, ginormous GAUGE!) with the little scalloped edge facing wrong-side out, I did what any sane person would do: it was OFF with Its THREAD!
(On to smaller needles…)