I have been in project reduction mode even though I really want to start something new. It struck me that everything in my bag now is plain stockinette or garter stitch as in Tesla and the socks, and the two unfinished projects are both novelty yarns in simple stockinette. I want to knit something with plain yarn with either color or texture.
At the same time life is in such disarray right now that I cannot stand to have more unfinished works floating around. I must finish my UFOs just for my own peace of mind. Imagine my absolute horror yesterday when I found another knitting project in the back of the closet, one I have no memory of ever starting although I obviously did because it is sitting on the needles.
Now I have two current projects, three UFOs and one sweater reconfiguration waiting to be done. There is no end in sight. I thought of throwing the new sweater back into the darker recesses of that particular closet but now that I know it is there I can’t do that.
How could that happen? This is a truly disturbing thought. I had previously thought that, even at my most overwhelmed, I always knew what I had – I might not know where it was – but I knew it was somewhere. Now this!!!! Stash yarn doesn’t bother me, it exists for its own sake, but once started a project cries for completion even if not into its originally intended form.
When I was younger I loved having dozens of unfinished projects lying around. Now I want simplicity. I want only a few things crying for my attention at any given time. I am feeling a bit overwhelmed by these various unfinished things. I want to get them all wrapped up, only then can I start something new, and no matter what I am always thinking of new projects, and not just of the knitting variety. This new(?) sweater is not what I want to knit right now, but it should go fast.
I don’t know why I stopped it. Did I not like the way it was turning out??? I will have to pick up where I left off and see. It looks nice, kind of a bulky turtleneck shell. This morning, since the house is cold, that actually sounds nice.
On other fronts I am below the instep and working and about midway through the arch of the foot on the sock. I had hoped to be further, had hoped to knit on the train to NYC on Thursday, but the train station had no parking, the nearest spot was BLOCKS away and we would not have made it back to the train in time. I just drove instead. George did drive back after the concert. Socks on size 0 needles are not the best car knitting in the dark but I did manage to make a little progress, very slowly, and did not make a mistake until we got to Fishkill, 3/4 of the way home. It was too dark to fix in the car so a little surgery was necessary once we got home. Since then there has only been about an hour of knitting time as I spent as much daylight as possible in the yard in anticipation of another rainy weekend and the evening ended up being occupied by other tasks, not unusual around here.