I know I started on the Year of Me early, as soon as the Christmas knitting was done, but with the dawn of today, I feel that I'm really DOING it now. First thing I'm going to do is start a second project, most likely the 'bubbly curtain' from Mason*Dixon Knitting. I've been in project monogamy with the steeked jacket for a week now, and am forcibly reminded that lopi and I have a few problems with each other; my fingers keep going numb. I need another project to shift to when things get rough with the jacket. Lace knitting would do it; it's nice and light. I will be using crochet cotton out of The Box to make the curtain, and it will be going in my kitchen window, which faces east. On mornings when I wake up with a migraine, like today, the sun in my eyes nearly kills me when I stagger out to get some tea and Excedrin.
That was a lovely stream of consciousness, wasn't it?
Incidentally, anyone wanting to do a Year of Me is welcome to swipe the button on the sidebar and link it to their own goal list.
I've got big dents made in two of the three articles due and hope to send them off late today or tomorrow; the Knitty article is all done but the writing (yarn dyeing and photography is harder than blathering about it later). So here I am on the internet again.
Upcoming posts will include a tutorial on how to add length to a finished sweater (the husbeast gansey being the victim - he's made pitiful requests that it be finished by tomorrow so he can wear it to work), and how to do the math and cast-on and hem for the steeked jacket.
But first I've gotta finish these damn articles. Why don't I go do that?
One of my few resolutions for the year was to cut back on junk food. (That and exercise, and get back to work on a novel.) I'm eating french fries. That resolution made it, uh, twelve whole hours.