WTF Finished sweater The top-down olive green alpaca sweater has now been completed and crossed off of the “Finish” list, freeing up knitting time for something different. The shoulders and bodice came together quickly early on, but the bottom edging and sleeves never wanted to cooperate. The latter part of this sweater fought with me and rebelled at every turn, making me want to scream or poke somebody with my size 1 needles. But the soft yarn and promises of a custom-fitted garment encouraged me to persevere. What should have been a two-week knit evolved (or is that devolved) into a grueling 8 week marathon of knitting, ripping and re-knitting. At last I’m completely satisfied with the results. Would anyone like to see a picture?
WTF KAL? Two weeks ago I copied Cindy and joined a Mystery Shawl KAL. I picked out some lovely lace yarn that had been marinating in the lace bin since last summer and down loaded clue one.
I couldn’t cast on then but when we returned from spring break I immediately downloaded and printed clue number two. I also perused pictures to see what they looked like. There is an amazing variety of yarn being used and with two variations of the pattern there are no two identical shawls in the lot. Of course my hectic schedule (noted in above-mentioned threat to family) means that I’ve still not cast on and it’s time for clue number three. From the sounds of things though there must be quite a few of us in the same boat. No worries though because the moderator of the group asked those of us not yet knitting to withdraw from the group because, “This is a knitalong—not a watch along”. Many people who signed up, but hadn’t progressed very far or started, sent off emails to the moderator pleading their cases and asking to not be kicked out. So in a follow up email she (the moderator) clarified by saying that technically none of us would be “kicked off”. We were also assured that we could buy the pattern at a later date too when it’s been re-written. I knit to relax, not to be pressured by someone I’ve never even met. Usually that priviledge is reserved for those I live with. Obviously I withdrew from the group. It’s her ball and her ballgame.