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Phew! I’m just slipping my head out of my work-induced cocoon for a moment to let you all know that I haven’t pupated or anything yet. I’m still here! But before long, I’ll be emerging as a beautiful butterfly. It’s what makes this seclusion worth it. These long hours slaving away in the software mines is going to pay off big when I’ve sprouted wings and can fly away from the shackles of the computer. Why else would I be working so hard for this client who doesn’t seem to appreciate all of my and my co-workers excruciatingly endless hours of dedication to their satisfaction? Surely my cramped and hunched body will be left slumped over the laptop when I burst free with my exciting new look! Right?
I’m not going to pupate? Well, then why did I think I was?
Oh! It’s because I’ve been working too much and have started to hallucinate from staring at the computer screen for 16 hours a day! Right! That would explain the tremors and overall oogyness and feelings of agoraphobia setting in. I’ve become a work hermit! My skin has become pale and thin. My eyes have adapted to the glow of the computer screen and my pupils have taken on a rather interesting swirling effect. My fingers are permanently bent for optimal mouse manipulation. My mind is a finely honed instrument, trained to think of nothing but work. Suddenly half a bag of Doritos is a sensible lunch. My cats have been lost under indistinguishable piles of both clean and dirty laundry, their muffled cries going unheeded. My husband has been assimilated by some sort of creature born of the stack of dirty dishes and he now insists on being referred to as MoldySinkCrud453. The dust bunnies have started growling for attention and my eyelids just fell off. Things at Chez Stitchy are dire.
But I did make a mitten! Lookee! I used Rowan’s Cashsoft Aran and I am smitten with this here mitten. It’s my first, so I’m inordinately pleased with it.
It’s so soft and rich-feeling, a bona-fide tactile delight. The other one is not far behind, these babies go quick. I’m using a 2-needle pattern from the 70’s and I really like it. There's a seam along the side, but you can't really feel it. Well, you can, but you can damn well ignore it, thankyouverymuch. I’m still eyeing the dpns with a little suspicion. I went to Patternworks over the weekend with my mom and mother-in-law (my dad waited very patiently in the car), and along with the Cashsoft, I picked up the instructional booklet about the Magic Loop method of sock-making. I got a set of size 7 Addi turbos to start with. They were out of 40” cables, so I got the 32”. I think they’ll work just fine.
I also started making Samus using the K1C2 Creme Brulee I got a Webs a while back. I wanted to do something a little more challenging, but not outrageous. I’ve been working so much lately that I haven’t been able to focus on anything really detailed. I thought this was a good start.
I’ve messed around a bit with cables, but this is the first real piece I’ll be putting them on, so I’m taking it easy. Slow and steady wins the race and all of that. So far, I’m loving it. I’m not good enough to do cables completely without the cable needle yet, but I’m also not knitting off it either. I’m sort of doing a hybrid of taking the stitches off the left needle with the cable needle and replacing them after I’ve grabbed the other stitches off the right needle, then knitting everything off the left needle. I find myself fumbling around a lot less. Eventually, I'll lose the cable needle all together and just go balls to the wall without it. Wooo! I live on the edge, babies.
The Clapotis is finished and it seems to have sprouted some sort of tenticular (that’s with an ‘n’, cheeky monkeys) appendage on the corner. I haven’t blocked it yet, so I’m still debating on whether to keep the ancillary arm and chalk it up to evolution or rip out the corner and even it out as best I can. What say you? Cosmetic surgery for the Clap or should I let its freak flag fly?
So, is anyone else sorely tempted to join The Yarn Harlot’s Knitting Olympics? I know Kellee is joining (she didn’t have to actually tell me, I just knew). I’m tempted, but I just don’t know if I can do that to my husband. He’s such a nice man, I would hate to put him through that.
Thanks to everyone for their kind words and well wishes on my last post. (for a real "awwww" moment, look at one of the last comments on that post. It's from my dad. awwwwwww) I really look forward to seeing what 2006 will bring. It’s like that game show “Let’s Make a Deal”. I hope everyone picks the right door. But even if you don’t, who couldn’t use a new pet donkey? (do you think people actually got to keep their gag gifts. I mean, some people might really want a donkey.)