Today I had a joyful moment when decluttering turned into casting on.
A few weeks ago, I refound the blanket which I began in March. At the time, it was intended to be a year long project. I was very unhappy in March. At the time- as one does- I thought I’d be unhappy for ever. I knitted at those little squares to save my life.
Then Spring came, and it wasn’t the project I needed any more. I threw it aside, and started making happy coloured things.
When I found the proto-blanket again, I could hardly bear to touch it, because it took me back to March’s misery. I knew I’d never go back to it. So I did what any self respecting grown up would do, and stuffed the bag of unloved knitting and yarn back under my desk.
Today I took it out again, intending to dispose of it once and for ever, but then I fell in love with those soft yarn shades all over again, and within moments, I had a sweater plan.
A few hours later, I have a good chunk of sleeve. This one’s making me happy…
Note to self: if you want to photograph a sleeve in progress, it will work better if you don’t put that sleeve on your right arm, and then stubbornly refuse all offers of help.