I haven't been doing much knitting this summer so far, at least not compared to my usual output. There are various reasons, including a move that has left most of my stash still boxed up with nowhere to go. Also, there's just something kind of awful about working with cumbersome pieces of wool while its 90 degrees outside. The main reason, however, is pure and simple procrastination.
I have 3 or 4 big WIPs laying around that absolutely need to get finished. Like, yesterday. The most recent of these was started in February. This is embarassing, mostly because these projects were intended for other people. Its also shown me how quickly I lose interest in almost anything if it takes longer than about 2 days, which is also embarassing. So I won't allow myself to start any new projects (for me or anyone else) until I can get these done. Which is why I haven't really been knitting at all.
But all hope is not lost. B and I were up in VT last week, which means I got to visit my favorite LYS (which isn't particularly local to me regularly, but whatever), the adorably named What a Yarn in St. Albans. I ended up with a haul of Berroco Vintage and Cascade Heritage Silk that I'm dying to work with. That I can't. Because of all the unfinished mess of projects. But I did manage to grab a skein of the exact yarn I need to finish one of the sweaters thats languishing in a box in my closet.
Did I start working on the sweater? No, of course not. I have bigger fish to fry, so to speak. I started the Yggdrasil blanket last summer as a wedding gift for a good friend. It is definitely not finished yet, over a year later. There are oh so many borders on the damn thing. Also, because the project has been sort of a learning-as-I-go piece, there are parts that I wish I could do over. I did it in some kind of easy care acrylic blend from Michael's and I really really wish I had used a nicer (and darker colored) yarn. But onward I go, and it seems that it may be done in September. Then, all the other shit I have to get through (2 sweaters and a pair of socks).
Lastly, how does one block a very large white afghan in a small apartment with a black dog who sheds like it was his job? I seriously hadn't considered this until right now.
