To say that last week was a crazy one here would be an understatement. Between work, knitting deadlines, and a baby that still thinks it impossible to sleep longer than 45 minutes at a time, by the end of the week I was tired.
But there is no rest for the knitter, for on Saturday was a baby shower. Many of you know the feeling. You're the crafty type and everybody knows it. Handmade gifts are expected- it's your duty. So Friday after work I came home and got right to work.
I knit feverishly until we left for an evening party.
One mitten complete.
I cast on for a matching hat late at night when we returned home.
I stayed up late, I woke up early.
Maybe it was sleep that cleared my mind, because when I woke to this at 6am, I wasn't satisfied.
I went to bed thinking, "I'll finish the hat and then work on the second mitten at the shower". I could've done it. Even though the shower was in the morning, I still had a few hours to finish the hat, get ready, and tend to a baby. It was possible.
But by 7am I started to see things more clearly. What was with this color scheme I chose? I felt something was off in the mitten so I decided to make cream the main color of the hat. Major fail. All of a sudden I was reminded of a certain Ken doll from my childhood. You know,
the one with the light grey tuxedo and pink bowtie. I panicked.
I turned my size 1.5 needles in for size 6, my fingering weight wool in for dk, and in just over an hour I had a gift.
I made this hat for Elise when she was about a week old, so I remembered how fast it is. After a few weeks of knitting on nothing larger than size 2 needles, this seemed more fun than before. Instant Gratification? Yes, please!
