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.