I’m (perhaps foolishly) starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel where my Christmas-gift knitting is concerned. Sure, there’s a good bit to go and I only have a week till I have to mail my packages out, but no sweat right?!
Right.
Because I’m anticipating this holiday-knitting coming to end, I’ve been fantasizing about what I’ll knit next. Something totally of my choosing. Something for ME. I’ve narrowed it down to two things that I want most:
The first thing is a pair of socks. I’ve only knit myself one pair of socks — the first pair I ever made. They’re a bit flawed, with gaping holes at the gusset, but I love wearing them. Every pair I’ve knit since then have been a gift for someone. I’ve been stashing sock yarns like mad and though quite a few were purchased with a friend or relative in mind, there’s a few that I’ve set aside specifically for myself, like the one in the picture to the left - Sheeppaints Bamboolaine in “Cinderella.” (Doesn’t “Cinderella” describe that color perfectly? – I totally need me some Cinderella-socks.)
… Of course, this may all change because I read Sheri is getting in some Noro sock yarn (look at this stuff!) and eventually some Wollmeise too. *gah*
The other project is one I’ve started, but haven’t gotten too far with: my Juno Regina stole. It’s without a doubt the most complex thing I’ve knitted so far. To some, that isn’t saying much, but for me it’s an achievement — lace knitting takes a level of concentration that this multi-tasker isn’t used to devoting to something!
I’m knitting it with Wollmeise lace-weight yarn that I’m absolutely in love with, and I splurged a little bit much on. But it’s worth it because when I hold those few completed inches in my hands, it’s just the most soft and luxurious thing I think I’ve ever held. I absolutely can’t wait to have it finished so I can wrap it around me. I may never take it off. And then I’ll be “the weird scarf lady” who walks around cuddling her stole.
Yup. That’s me.
Perhaps I should knit some crazy socks to match my stole. Then I’d be all set.
Where was I going with this again? I think the knitting IS getting to me after all.
