On Saturday, my friend Veronica came over for a Winding Party, because the tedium of winding yarn is always easier when you’re in the company of a good friend. I was only going to do a few skeins, but once Veronica departed I got to talking on the phone with Shelly.
After an extended conversation about life, the universe, and everything, I was able to wind all my sock yarn. Let’s not discuss or show any evidence of just how much yarn that is.
Fondling all that yarn and inhaling all the yarn fumes gave me a massive case of startitis. I had to remind myself of all the projects I already have on the needles. I had to look away from the beautiful patterns that seem to offer themselves up on a silver plate for me to try.
Surely I can wait a little longer before I cast on for another project. I’ve already finished one sock of the Cheveron Opal Socks. And I’m making good progress on the second sock.

While I’ve not been able to zoom through Clue 4 of the Mystery Stole 3, like I have with previous clues, I’m plodding along at a decent rate. I even have a little helper. Although how much a white cat can help with a black stole remains to be seen.

And all I have left to do with the Luna Moth is the blocking. Albeit, blocking is one of my least favorite activities of the whole lace project. I appreciate the magic that ensues, but really, all that crawling around on the floor in a hot room just isn’t my thing, but I don’t count this as finished until it’s been blocked.

I also managed to finish plying the Blue Colonial on the Suzie. I still need to skein the yarn on the bobbin and wash it before I can start knitting it. Only I don’t think starting another project, even if it’s with my own handspun, is my goal here.

As for the Forest Path Stole? I have to pick that up again when I finish the current MS3 clue. I’m on Tier 14 of 23 and I really don’t want to give up on it.
Let’s not forget that I also have the Gothic Spire Socks languishing in the wings too. They haven’t been touched in over a month now. Occasionally I hear sobbing in the vicinity of my knitting basket late at night. Perhaps I should rename them the Emo Socks.
So really, I have no time to be starting new projects when I have so much going on. But I sure got the itch! :-D









