Ever have a project you had to finish that just didn't interest you? Of course you have. You're knitters. I have one going now. It's this "blanket" for my son. Does it look bigger?
It should. I think I've knitted about a hundred repeats of a lace pattern that just will not stick in my head, meaning every row is a new experience, and not in a good way.
But look at the ball of yarn. It doesn't seem to be getting any smaller, does it? That is not an optical illusion; it doesn't seem to be getting any smaller from this end, either. Ordinarily, yardage is a good thing. In this case, not so much. Since I have to knit until I run out of yarn, the more yarn...well, you understand. I think the knitting goddess is laughing at me. If this were a project I really wanted to do, and I had the very last ball of a discontinued yarn, you can bet I'd have run out by now.
But this weekend I am driving five fourth graders to an all-day science field day, where there will be nothing at all for me to do, except knit. (Yes, my kids are nerds. So was Bill Gates. I'm okay with it.) I've decided to console myself by starting something with this:
It's hand-dyed spun silk, soon to be a lovely summer camisole. Just as soon as I finish the endless blanket. Cross your fingers for me.