Today is Friday. A mere three days later and I have abandoned all intentions of starting one of the projects mentioned on Tuesday because I have fallen in love with a vision. Like many fickle people I deny responsibility. The knitters at the store made me do it.
You see, at Grey Heron, where I work one day a week, I am leading a 'learn to knit your first sweater' knit-a-long. Anal person that I am, I always feel, when leading knittters, that I shouldn't ask them to do what I don't do. If they are knitting a sweater, I'm knitting a sweater.
Why I didn't put the brakes on my imagination sooner, I don't know. Why I passed over my queue without so much as a glance, I don't know. But a particular vision kept popping into my brain. A pullover. A funky, fun, 'throw on and go out' kind of sweater. Brightly coloured to banish winter blahs. Three quarter sleeves so there's nothing to drag in my beer. (I'm going out in this sweater remember?) A big cable, off-set from centre. A lower than normal neck with perhaps a big cowl-like collar. Yea, sounds good.
Step one was the yarn. I really like Cabin Fever's Cotton tweed. I used it for my
Sit Com Chic Cardi. It knits nicely, wears nicely,washes nicely and won't be too hot in the
The yarn has arrived and I am working with Elizabeth, as I write, to determine stitch count. Felted Bucket Hat number four is near completion and tomorrow, I cast on for my first sweater of 2011. Not one from my queue, fickle woman that I am, but a fun, pumpkin-coloured pullover. Can't wait.