Aren't you stunned? I am.
If you've been keeping score, that's four sweaters I've completed this year. Four! And three are for me! Well, I should put that in the past tense -- three were for me. Now I've ripped one out, so two are for me. (And that's sort of fuzzy math, because two of the four were started LAST year. But that fits the definition of "completed," right?)
And the most surprising thing is, I'm still interested in knitting! Not only knitting, but maybe even dabbling in designing. (Just for me -- not for anyone else, which should give you a huge sigh of relief. Can you imagine a more cantankerous designer? "What, you have a question or criticism about the pattern? Well, go jump off a friggin' cliff!")
So I bought that brown sock yarn in SLC for the express purpose of making a summer tank top. I searched all the patterns I could find in fingering weight yarns, and none of them was really for me. The original plan was to make the Victoria Tank. Very cute. But very young (not that I'm NOT, mind you!) and not appropriate for work, unless I wore it under a jacket (or cardigan, I suppose), which is quite limiting and constricting for me. And even then, the straps are too narrow for covering up a bra strap. I considered making it with wider straps, but you know about my relationship with lace-knitting. Let's not go overboard just because I'm in a knitting phase. Lace, not so much. I have slaves friends for that.
But maybe just a touch: A touch of lace up the front of an otherwise plain tank, the shape of which is as similar as possible to one of my best-fitting summer tops that is work-appropriate.
Hm. Now we're talkin'. And I searched and searched for patterns that might be right, and I never could find just what I was looking for. So, armed with my own sketch, Ann Budd's book of sweater patterns, which I love because it does the math for me, my tape measure and my black Boston Proper summer travel top that I have worn to death for several years, and yes, even a gauge swatch (vapors!), I have set out on my little journey.
I've cast on for the back on US 4 needles, 108 stitches. I'm hoping for this to be a not-too-snug, but snug-enough, 36 inches. I knitted an inch of 2X2 rib and started in stockinette. I've completed 4 waist decreases to match perfectly the lines of the black top, and I'm on my way. Look at me go. Can't stop me now!
The brown is a much prettier brown than appears in the photograph -- warm chocolate, like. I suppose I should name this thing something other than "Brown Tank." Or maybe not.
There won't be any knitting for the next several days, though. I've got work up the wazoo (UVM graduation), and that will then more than likely put me out of commission for knitting for a while from the tendinitis which is likely to flare up. But I won't have any time to recover, because on next Tuesday I start CARTing an intensive evening summer school course. And my wonder physical therapist has torn her meniscus and is out of commission for a little while.
But Monday will be a "me" day -- I'm going to go over the mountain to visit and be pampered by AnnaMarie. Excited.