I was doing so well. Practicing knitting monogamy. Focusing solely on the Summer Solstice cardigan. Well, there was that little fling with the market bag, but I needed a travel project over the fourth. And I did return to Solstice when it was over.
Unfortunately, it's now become clear that the honeymoon is over. I've hit the really boring part: straight stockinette stitch for long rows forever. But I still have to keep track of the rows because every 4, 8, or 12 I have to increase or decrease a few times. This means it's boring knitting, but not mindless knitting. A crucial difference. Mindless knitting means totally zoning out, not paying any attention, finding a zen state where you just form the stitches, over and over. This is not that. I have to count every row, which just emphasizes the slowness of my knitting progress. So the sweater has become one of those works-in-progress that I'll pick up now and then, rather than one I'm enamored of.
So the itch to cast on was not to be denied. I have an excuse - Doctor Sister is having a big birthday in September, and it calls for a lovingly-hand-knitted gift. Plus I'm broke, and one thing I have is yarn. So I had to start a mystery project that can't be discussed here until it's done and wrapped and mailed and received on time by September 17. Or as soon thereafter as is possible. (OK, now she knows kind of what she's getting. But the anticipation of what it actually is should be thrilling.)
Then there's the next project. Due to the shopping frenzy and subsequent swapping action from the Goth Socks sale, I'm now the proud owner of some new yarn. Sadly for my stash, the newest skeins are always the most attractive. So I'm back to endless perusal of patterns on Ravelry, planning and scheming, pulling out needles, swatching samples and itching for the day when I cast on again.
Not Dr. Sister's yarn.
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