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All Work and No Play Makes Allison… Something Something

I’ve been working my butt off on another Super Secret Project.  It’s not just a new pattern, either!  It’s going to be amazing!  I’m so stinking proud of it (although I’m currently between the point where I’m 90% sure that it’s utter garbage, and the point where I’m 100% sure that I’ll never actually finish it).

In short, I’m feeling a little like Jack Torrence from The Shining.  (But more caffeinated, less murder-y, and covered in yarn.)

I know, I know, it’s a total First World Problem, but this is my blog, so I get to complain about whatever I want!

The worst part is that I can’t share it with you yet! Even though I’m almost done with my part of the project, the whole thing won’t be done for months, so I’ve just got to be patient and keep my fingers crossed that everything works out.

In the meantime, I’m keeping my head down and chugging away on my part of the project, trying to be as quick and accurate as possible (and to have as few typos as possible- ha!).

And, when I’m feeling overwhelmed, I look at pictures of puppies and other people’s gorgeous finished projects, and daydream about when I will be able to work on any project I want… sigh…

Anyway, that’s why the “Here’s what I’m working on” posts have been a little sparse lately.

Are you working on anything new and exciting?  (Or old and boring… I’m interested in those projects, too!)

Don’t Stop Me Now!

I’ve gotten to that point in my Persistence is Key Cardigan.  The point at which I start ignoring the laundry piling up, letting the lawn grow long, and forgetting to go to the grocery store (I managed to run out of milk without noticing last night.  I had to drink my tea black this morning.  Like a heathen!)

When I start a sweater (or other big project), I begin with gusto.  But soon enough, the dreary slog of making a big item with teensy tiny needles, stitch by stitch, begins to take over and I get less and less excited.  I still will put in a few rows’ work every day, but I won’t sit for hours, knitting away.

But then, suddenly, something clicks in my brain, and I see the light at the end of the tunnel.  I realize that if I can just put in the time, I’ll have a brand new, finished, cozy, wonderful sweater (or afghan).  And I want that finished sweater.  No.  I need that finished sweater.

The next thing I know, I’m up all hours of the night, missing meals, and letting my house fall apart around me.

And the ridiculous thing is, that I’m not even that close to finishing.  This time, the mania set in when I still had a half a sleeve, the collar, and two button bands to knit up, not to mention weaving in all my ends, sewing on buttons, and blocking the dang thing.

At least I’m making headway, and enjoying myself.   Soon (though not soon enough), I will be the proud owner of a brand new cabled sweater.