Posted on June 8, 2004 at 4:16 am
and there’s nothing to knit. How can that be? you ask.
I finished the left front of the Insomnia Sweater after dinner, or as Kerstin calls it, the Nightmare. So here I sit at 4 a.m. with nothing on the needles. I haven’t picked up my shawl yarn yet; the back from Jaipur is all folded into a tiny little hankerchief, the vest in Noro Blossom is around here somewhere with one front left to knit, I had a sock started but I had to borrow one of the addi turbo size ones to make the bottom seed stitch panel for Jaipur and now I can’t find it, and . . . oh. Wait a minute. I have my Azkaban scarf!
But really, folks. This project is hardly riveting. Round and round for 32 rounds, a couple of stripes for momentary excitement, and back to round and round. I like it fine, but I keep thinking that I keep it for myself. I’m feeling very selfish about my knitting lately. I have’t finished a sweater for myself in months. But I am hardly a Griffindor. It would feel very strange to me to go prancing around in Griffindor colours, even if they are my favorite combination. However, I’ve always suspected I am really more of a Hufflepuff, so I put on The Sorting Hat. and lo and behold:
I’m a Ravenclaw!
Oh. I guess that explains why I want challenging knitting even though I am liable to complain about it. I think I’ll go cast on for an Insomnia sleeve. See Ya.
Sorry there’s not much humour in this post. I promise you that there’s nothing funny about being awake at this hour.