Often, after finishing a marathon project (like Miralda's shawl), I take a break, think things over, and play with yarn and patterns for a bit before starting something new. This time, however, I had spent most of the last few days of the shawl project contemplating my next project. I knew it would be handspun this time around, and something not too dark in color. Also, a smoother yarn, given that the hot/sticky weather was bound to hit NYC eventually. (It did. Yesterday. I finished working with the sticky Shetland wool just in time. Whew.)
I had thought I had a plan. I had thought the plan was
Ene's Scarf [Ravelry Link] in handspun laceweight. However, literally minutes after finishing blocking the shawl, I looked up the Ene's Scarf pattern and realized ... I'd be bored. I mentioned with Miralda's shawl how those 80-odd rows of the same pattern bored me, and the Ene's (Enes'?) pattern was going to be worse in that department.
Lo and behold, I turned the page in
Knitted Lace of Estonia and saw the Triinu scarf. It met all the criteria - not too wide, not too much yardage, and a construction method I like (no grafting).
Definitely easier than Miralda's Shawl. Possibly insanely repetitive, but in a way that I could live with. I found my handspun-of-choice and cast on while Miralda was drying...
[3.5 pattern repeats into the scarf]
The red at the bottom is a provisional cast on, to be picked up and knit from later. I took this picture after I'd been working on it for less than 24 hours.
And yes, I know the pattern hardly shows. At least in this photo. This scarf is going to need a major blocking to show much of anything. Also, the yarn is nearly florescent orange, and difficult to photograph. It's handspun merino/camel/silk in "creamsicle", from
Abby batts a while back.
I did get a nice close-up shot of the nupps, though:
But really, there's something I realized yesterday that I wanted to talk about.
I do this sometimes. I go on these insane knitting marathons when I'll knit a square shawl in 11 days, or a lace sweater in under a week. The crazy-marathon projects are always, always lace. And generally, its a stress reaction of some sort. I can lose myself in lace. Just enough going on to keep my brain moving, just enough mindless hand-movement to keep me from freaking out about something or other.
This time, however, I had an epiphany. I realized exactly what it is that I'm freaking out about (score several points for self-examination there, please). My daughter is coming home. I haven't been blogging much about anything, but she's been gone since January. That's, umm... 7 months now? This is not to say that I'm nervous about seeing her (I saw her in Italy in April, after all), and I quite like - nay, love - the kid and am excited to see her again. She's been in Spain for the past two months, and will pass through Italy again on her way home. Hell, she's been to Budapest and England too. The kid gets around.
Now, I listen to advice (hi Suzanne!) and was a good mom when she went off to college. I didn't commandeer her room when she started freshman year at school. Hell, I barely use the room. Because for the last 3 years, she's been home every other month or so, intermittently. But this has been a 7 month absence, and in that time, her room has turned into a bit of a ... black hole mess. In other words, I've been using it. Being that its outside the main living space of our apartment, things just sort of migrate there when I'm straightening up other spots.
All of this to say, I have 13 days and counting to straighten up her room, clean it up and make it feel nice and home-ish for her return. And what am I doing? Knitting like mad on a scarf, back-to-backing projects one after another. Lace projects.
Might I mention that its kind of hard to clean and organize with your hands full of knitting? One can't do both at the same time. Also? I'm up to the 12th repeat of the orange nupp Triinu scarf right now. Its 4 times bigger than it looks in that first picture.
Procrastination is nuppish.