In late April I had a birthday. It was a very nice weekend including a gift through the mail with the required yarn, coffee, and candy, then a wonderful dinner of lamb and gluten free cake. That was followed by a day of running around to fun places like garage sales, sweet potato fries eaten at the park in the rain, and a trip to the local nursery to look at plants. I bought tomatoes to grow in containers on my stoop. The weekend was finished off by going to a wine tasting.
I rounded the whole thing out with a yarn order.
Noro Yuzen is on sale at LK. I wanted a Noro sweater. However, I could not choose the color. I spent almost 3 weeks choosing the color. I looked at them on every website I could find. I looked at them knit up on Ravley. I even made a list and graft of the projects I liked best and least so I could compare which colors came up the most in my favorites and which ones not to buy. I was paralyzed with the choosing.
That is, until I came up with a brilliant solution. I would order one in each of my favorite colors. I then could knit 5 striped scarves, pick my very favorite color and then order a sweater worth of the color I wanted. Brilliant! I couldn't make the order fast enough.
When the yarn got here I realized there was no wrong choice, that I loved all 10 colorways. I also realized there was no way I was going to order 10 more balls for the sweater. So I set out to knit my first scarf and to mull over the fate of the other 8 balls. By bedtime I realized that my scarf wasn't turning out, that the 2 colors chosen were too close to each other. That possibly this yarn wouldn't make the nice scarves that Silk Garden does.
The next morning I woke up early. Really early and with a burning desire to knit a sweater right that minute and exactly how I was going to do it. I was burning so hot I knitted a whole ball that day while running running around with my little friend that hid the glove yarn.
I had him for the whole weekend and we had a blast. I was amazed how much knitting I could get done while playing with a 3 year old. I wasn't able to clean and I could barely cook but I could knit just fine.
He did insist that I put it down while blowing bubbles and throwing balls but I could knit while coloring, painting, computer playing, playing pretend, playing school, having deep conversations about Pillow Bear's life while sitting together under the kitchen table. All the time knitting. I knit on the playground while he slid 16,035 rocks down the slide. I knit on the walk out of the park as my ball fell out of my bag and trailed behind me before we got to the street and noticed.
I'm running off the map here. No pattern and 10 completely different colors. It's a wild ride and I'm getting to the end. The body is done and the sleeves are started. I only have 2 balls of yarn left. Will I make it? Probably not. I expect to need another ball for the sleeves and at least 2 for the applied I-cord. At least I hope 2 is enough for the applied I-cord.
I feel another yarn order coming.