Monster Update

Isn't my new yarn pretty?

While The Dark Lord was subjected to his monthly orthodontic torture yesterday, I spent a good 20 minutes in the waiting room trying desperately to finish Front A of The Monster. I've done admirably, I think, when it's come to managing all the instructions for this project but I'd reached a point where I was supposed to be binding off different numbers of stitches on opposite sides and as I understood it I was about to turn the front of this cabled vest into something resembling a tank top. I was completely baffled and ended up in a frenzy of counting, ripping, and muttering to myself to the point that one woman sitting across from me began to look distinctly uncomfortable. When I realized I was actually frightening people with my knitting, I had the good sense to shove The Monster back in the bag an pull out a simple, mindless sock requiring no pattern whatsoever.

I managed to calm down and stop scaring people but the fact remained that I had no idea what to do next and I so want to be done with this project. I had no choice but to to ask for help, no small thing for me. Today I drove across town to speak with the fabulous Cheri and she set me right in almost no time. In celebration (and gratitude) I bought a lovely skein of hand-dyed sock yarn, a symbol of faith that some day The Monster will be off the needles and I can move on to more agreeable projects. This yarn is gorgeous and richly dyed, in all the shades of green I love best. It's downright springlike, which is appropriate given not only the season, but my long dark winter of disagreeable knitting.