Major knitting progress was made on Thursday at the Thursday night knitting group/class at Yarn Central. Oh how I love this group, and how much fun I have. The knitting is just an added benefit.
Knitting progress so far on Sweetie Pie:
I would be making wonderful time except that yesterday's progress was virtually non-existent, or so little as to be shameful really:
And oh how I struggled to knit those paltry rows! I was tired, so tired. But why? Was it battling WalMart, the best source still for basic inexepnsive tees? Was it Target? Was it a day spent going from mall to mall, store to store, doing all those little errands that have to be done but get put off ad infinitum because they are just so tedious? Oh who knows? Truthfully, who cares?
I managed to drag my arms into knitting position. I managed to sit upright in the chair. I cast on and knit a row. Oh P*!*. (actually "piddledy poop", a phrase I once exclaimed at the other knitting group, the Tuesday one, the one that has been kind of spent of late. The phrase I will now never live down, might as well make it public.) Not that I don't curse mind you, but not necessarily in public, depending on who the public is at the moment, and what is going on. Truth be told there have been times I could make a sailor blush, but I prefer not to be so predictable most of the time. and not that many sailors have been that privy to my private domain.
But, back to knitting, or unknitting as the case may be. I cast on with long tail cast on. I knit one row. I remembered that I had used long-tail cast on in 2x2 rib for the other two pieces. It. Must. Be. The. Same. Luckily I only had two rows of 14 stitches to rip out, almost did me in, it did. Had I mentioned that I was tired? I had to look at my hands -- how do I begin this? Time for bed. A few (successful) rows later I was done in.
Hopefully more progress later.