yep. I’m a sucker.
In the mean time, Alice is on it. And she is not amused.
What with kitty friend monitoring — he spent most of the evening outside the window — and, you know, actual work, the knitting has been limited. Before starting any new (sweater!) ventures, I have clear out my WIPs: all shawls, all at the stage of long-rows-of-doom. mara, mini, girasole*: I’m looking at you.
Startitis always hits when I’m feeling stressed and anxious: this new project will solve all of my problems! I’ll be efficient, dedicated, brilliantly insightful, all while needing less sleep, getting up early, and never ever feeling bored as soon as I cast on for x, y, or z.
It hasn’t worked yet.
So obviously, instead of finishing any of these current wooly bugbears, I’m working on a small project for my sister. She crochets lots of dishrags for me — very nubby, scrubby, and wonderful. So I thought I’d reciprocate with a swiffer cosy.
It’s just your basic cotton-ease leftovers, worked in the familiar ball-band dishcloth slipped-stitch pattern.
I’m still fiddling with the fold-over closure. I didn’t like the idea of buttons, as the pattern suggests, but was at a loss for a better solution. This version performs a kind of knitted origami that seemed promising.
But after folding and mattress stitching the sides, I wasn’t happy. To put it bluntly, it looked messy. Last night I improvised: picked up stitches, knit a row of garter stitch, and then used a kind of three-needle bind-off to attach the folded portion to the body.
We’ll see if I can duplicate the process on the other side.
That might be a challenge. It was late and I didn’t take any notes.
New project magic, where were you?
* Let’s be honest: I’m not expecting to get this one finished. Geschweige denn lizard ridge.