I have a brand new knitting disease. It's so rare, there is no known treatment or therapy. There isn't even an official name. The good ones, like startitis and second sock syndrome are already taken anyway. You all can tell me what you think it should be called. The symptoms are a complete inability to get around to taking photos and blogging about FO's. I don't have any trouble with project monogamy and there isn't a UFO in the place (in fact, if you look closely at the picture below, you will see that I have finished my new Noro jacket--in less than a week). But there are six FO's waiting for photographs and blog posts! Six! And I'm not talking dishcloths. I mean full-on sweaters! Don't believe me? Look here:
All of these have been finished in the past couple of months and not one of them has even been photographed properly, much less blogged. I laid them all out on the bed this morning so that I would have to deal with them today. I even made arrangements with the resident FOtographer to take modeled shots this morning. But the phone kept ringing and there was lunch to be had and laundry to do and work to handle...and now the FOtographer is on his way out the door, not to return until after dark. I'm starting to worry that my neglected FO's are going to develop insecurity issues. Doesn't she like us? Is there something wrong with us? Aren't we good enough?
So to deal with my mounting guilt, I did this:
Yup. Cast on for another sweater. 'Cause there is no problem so bad that it can't be made worse with wretched excess. This will be a lace-ish cardigan, ala this pattern. I started with it, but I'm using a different gauge, and I wanted to knit it in the round, and I didn't like the way the lace pattern in the original didn't match up at the sides, and I want mine to fit differently, so...you know. I've got 207 stitches on size five circs. This will probably take a little longer than the bulky Noro jacket. Maybe that'll give me time to deal with my new disease. Hey! I know! It's (wait for it...) a FObia!