The needles are still.

Not for too long, but I have been righteously felled by some daycare malady or other and today is the first time I’ve felt human since the weekend. I know it’s bad when I can’t even feel the pull of a new project. Now that my Sheldon blanket is very nearly done–needing only one more border–I’ve been nosing around for something new to do. Must! Finish! Whenever something is about 95% done, I start to lose interest and want to abandon it and work on something newer, with fewer mistakes in it. Don’t tell my thesis director.

I’ll probably cast on for En Pointe next, because I might want to wear it to a wedding later this summer. The Ravelry projects I’ve seen with Aloft have been just lovely so far, and I can’t wait to work with it. Other than that, the search for the Just Right Summer Sweater has been pretty fruitless. I seem to want things that put me squarely in the nexus of the universe. Not too hot, not too bare, not too old-ladyish. Must accommodate undergarments. Must be more amazing than something I could buy for half the price. It’s just yarn; I ask too much.

Project update Monday

I decided I needed to write some regular picture features, because much as I like the look of my own writing, even I find endless blocks of text boring after a while. Besides, I’m a lousy photographer, so whenever even one of my pictures turns out well, I like to show it off. And being accountable for my projects here and on Ravelry has spurred me to finish. This is important–I tend to be a serious non-finisher.

Don't you just want to curl up with this? I do.

The Sheldon Baby Blanket is coming right along, thanks to a peaceful Saturday with a napping baby and an absent four-year-old. I spent almost all day reading something trashy and working on this, and as a result, am 3.5 stripes and three borders from pay dirt. I know this has been billed as boring on Ravelry, but to tell the truth, with my thesis happening, I haven’t the excess capacity to work on something more interesting.

And speaking of interesting, we still have the Maeva socks. These feel like they’re taking forever, but they really aren’t. Not given my limited time and their small scale. I’m beginning to feel I could have gone down a needle size, but if they turn out a hair too large, they’ll make a nice Christmas gift for my mom. The cable pattern isn’t hard, and I’m really enjoying working on two circs. I don’t think I’ll want to go back to top-down DPNs. I never thought I’d say that.

My stash cataloguing continues apace. Today, I found four skeins of Shepherd Sport that I have no recollection of buying and no idea what I intended to make with them. It seems unlikely I’d have bought that much of such an expensive yarn without plans for it, but perhaps it was on special and I couldn’t pass it up. The dye lots match and everything, though. I’m almost down to the bottom. Wonder how long it would take me to knit through it all. I should really do something with some of these yarns. They’ve been around for years and years.