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January 2023
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i’m already tired

I have 2 paper reviews,

1 project proposal,

1 midterm (this week),

1 homework set,

1 presentation to prepare/create,

and an abstract for that presentation

all needing attention this week (some are due, some just honestly too big to do on a weekend or anything so continual progress must be made). And it’s a short week.

So a rather brisque update:

I finished the front:

Wound up the yarn for the back:

Then had fun playing with a tower:

And I don’t have a picture of it, but it looks remarkably similar to the front, but I’ve finished about half the back.

I just over-steeped (isn’t it oversteeped? Is my spell checker just freaking out for no reason?) my tea.

I’ll show justification later this week, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to rip out the front and reknit it. But I’ll start with the back since it’s on my needles and I won’t have to rip as far.

I need to find out information about the church in FL where Bear and I are getting married. And call them. And see if they’ll let us reserve a date over the phone or if we have to be there in person. And if we have to be there in person I have to figure out a way to get Bear and I there fast.

My eyes have been seriously strained the last week or so. I need to visit an eye doctor and see about new glasses. I don’t have eye insurance.

sweater shame

The blog title of this post comes easily. I’m getting to the point where I am ashamed. I have tried repeatedly and still not been able to knit a sweater. But I finally know why. So I started again. And I can feel the quicksand forming beneath my feet again.

So it goes like this: I knit.

And I’ll make it to the point where I have a good amount of fabric. I have a gauge and I have a washed swatch and I have all my math done and I have an idea of how I want the finished product to look.

I happily knit on, occasionally doing little sanity checks.

The sweater has waist and bust shaping and little vents at the sides which is good since my hips are large. And all seems very good and I can so picture this finished sweater in my head.

Then I get to some point. This time around it’s this point:

Where suddenly I’m plagued with doubt. The sweater was supposed to fit close, so I took out a favorite long sleeve tshirt and measured it and added about an inch. And my pattern is for a big square neck and I changed it for a round tighter neck that I found instructions for. And then I laid it back on the tshirt over the weekend. Just to see if everything was going along nicely. And suddenly I don’t have my extra inch anymore. And those shoulder pieces look too narrow. And I’m freaking out again. And so while I expected to have posted on Saturday with a nice finished front of a sweater and by now to have half of the back done, I don’t. The sweater is in danger of being abandoned again. I don’t want to abandon this again. I really don’t. But I also don’t want a really badly fitting sweater when this is done.

So which is worse? To finish and hate it? Or to rip it out and start over even though I have no idea what I’m doing and for all I know this will end up just fine? I hate not knowing for sure how the pieces fit together when it’s all said and done. It means I can’t look at this and go, oh, that’s no good, I need a bigger size. Or oh, that’s not good, I need to rip back and redo those arm holes. Or, oh that’ll be fine. Bah.

Bear calls this yarn camouflage, so I’ve been calling it the camo sweater. Maybe it’s mad that I let Bear win with the naming? I fought him for a while: I think it’s very pretty and camouflage is not appropriate. Maybe I offended it.