Not a one-project kind of girl
I was bad last weekend. I was unfaithful.
But I had good reason. See, I was almost done with my ribbed vest. I just lacked the last third of the back and the blocking and sewing. But then it got really warm and it’s no fun sitting with your hands full of wool when it’s really hot outside.
So I cast on for the Shapely Tank in a cool, light blue cotton yarn.
I made all sorts of excuses last night at Knitting Club since I had sort of promised to be wearing it. At that point the only thing left was casting off. One of the others mentioned that it seemed like I was [overspringshandling] and she was probably right. Sewing the last sticth and slipping a garment on can – to me at least – be somewhat anxiety inducing. Because I want the finished product to look good. On me. In bathroom lightning. And sometimes that just isn’t the way it works.
Now all I have left is the seaming. It’ll be done tomorrow.