No pics today; I'm too weary of rain and snow and general late-winter-allegedly-spring-even though-it's-the-middle-of-April-here-weather-get-your-frigging-act-together! dreariness around here to take and post any photos. But I definitely feel a need to chat, so get your tea and settle in.
So, what's new? Well, I've joined the Mason-Dixon Slogalong, so I'll have company finishing up the Lamb's Pride Moderne-ish Log Cabin blanket. I have about 5 skeins of yarn to go - that's about 1000 yards of worsted-weight. Enough for some sweaters, if I were skinny or knitting for kids. The blanket is turning out really nicely, I must say. The Lamb's Pride makes a really, really nice weight and texture of blanket. I'm only slogging, rather than skimming joyfully, through this now because I'm getting bored with making square foot upon square foot of garter stitch.
But at least I'm plugging along on it. For some reason I'm into the mode of actually finishing projects, not just flitting mindlessly from new project to even-newer project without ever finishing anything. Odd, for me, but I'll take it.
Speaking of finished projects, remember my socks? My brand-new, first-ever socks? I wore them all day Saturday. Now I get to add them back into the WIP pile(s) - they have a hole in them. Reassure me that if I knit socks with an appropriate amount of nylon in the yarn (these had none; not a good choice for Louet to put into their sock-dying kits), I'll get socks I can wear outside the house.
Along with my new compulsion to finish things, I seem to have acquired a glimmer of sanity. I went to Webs on Saturday (pre-sock hole) and only bought enough yarn in their sale for two projects. I actually put back enough yarn for two other projects. Should I see a doctor or something? This is so unlike me. And I even vacuumed yesterday, washed the bathroom curtains, did my taxes, cleaned out the fridge and the kitty litter...this is not normal behavior, right?
I'm paying for it today, though. I was supposed to go spend the afternoon knitting with my blogless friends Melissa, Chloe, and Jess, but I'm not going - I have a tummyache and it's a two-hour drive. I don't think I can chance it, especially in the car that is beginning to show its age.
You know, it's really unfair that buying yarn goes so much faster than knitting it up. I suppose if I knit more hats and other small projects, I could almost keep up, nut no, all I want is to knit sweaters and blankets and things than take well more than 1000 yards per project. Plus, it's beginning to occur to me that if I spent my money on clothes rather than yarn, I'd actually have something to wear.
The sun better start shining soon around here; clearly I'm beginning to harbor unhealthy thoughts.