...and we're walking.....we're walking.....
A fact of my work life is it's largely feast or famine. I've mentioned this phenomenon before, and you're probably sick of it, but, well, as of the middle of this past week, the drought is over and the food is on the table. Eat it now or risk starvation later. So that's what I'm doing. I got up this morning to find my peel-off desk calendar stuck on Wednesday, the 11th. (isn't that a cute coincidence, it being Angelina and all, and wasn't this right around the time we found out she's in the motherly way?) This next week, I may not be able to post too much (unless things fall apart, as they sometimes do), and I may be largely incommunicado. Don't forget me, will ya?
My sock has been stuck at this stage for over a week: That's four little measly Kitcheners, folks, and We Have A Sock. I've tried it on. It fits perfectly. You'd think I would have taken the effort to find my Chibi and sew that toe, wouldn't ya? Hmmmmm.
The gift thrummed mitten has not changed. I won't waste the space with a recycled picture of that.
Some major yardage issues have surfaced. This is almost the end of the 2nd ball, and it's only 20 inches long. I have two balls left. 40 inches, in my opinion, is too short for a scarf. I thought about adding in some stripes or color-blocking with the two other colors of Lion Caszh blend I have, but in addition to seeming too busy and detracting from all the cabley goodness of the pattern, I also rejected that idea on color theory grounds. I took the colors out in the natural light, and the precise shade of charcoal (although they call it charcoal, I would call it closer to "battleship" - kind of a dull gray color) and navy I have are not of the same value as this red. The navy is marginally ok, but it seems too hard a contrast with this red which is slightly on the orangey side, and I can't imagine it looking good. I could be wrong, and maybe one of those "half-and-half" scarves would be kinda cool, and quite desirable for a college student. But I just want the red.
So I'm coming clean here and now: I've ordered two more balls of the red from Joann.com. This technically disqualifies me from the Stashalong. But it's for a good cause, so I'm sucking it up and facing it like a woman. I got one ball for 50% off with a coupon, and the other at their "regular sale" price. Let the judging begin.