Ugh.

Against my better judgment, I went into work today, despite the fact that I have a massively awful head cold and feel like I’m swimming in a pool of soaked cotton (which is not fun, by the way). And wouldn’t you know it? Today is the day that we need something BY THIS AFTERNOON, so I can’t really leave and go home. I’m going to take this brief period to eat my lunch and post to my blog and then maybe get something done before I pass out, which would be nice (both, actually – the passing out and the getting something done).

Last night I started on the Muir shawl for the third time, and got to row 7 before I made a mistake. I’m not sure what it is, but I’m a stitch short. I’ll probably just tink it back to the beginning of the row and then do it again; it’s most likely a miscount on my part. Or at least that’s what I’m hoping. Aside from counting issues, it’s actually pretty easy to do, since every WS row is straight purl, and you do the 35 rows of the chart, then repeat the chart 19 times (I think), until the end when you do the border, then you unzip the crochet edge, pick up the stitches, and do the other border. If I can make it once through the pattern, the other repeats should go very smoothly. It’s looking nice so far, and I swear I’ll post photos relatively soon (yeah, yeah), but not today.

The lace project is keeping me from casting on yet another sock, which I really need to avoid doing right now. There will be a time for that (later on). This evening, if I’m feeling up to it, I’ll probably work on that new cotehardie I’ve been thinking about for months and haven’t yet put together. The pattern pieces are made, and just need to be cut out, and then I’ll seam them, and then tomorrow evening will be spent hemming and making eyelets for the lacing. This will most likely involve Friday evening, as well, but it’s worth it so that I don’t die of heat exhaustion this weekend and then every summer event thereafter. For those of you who aren’t in the SCA, this is most likely gibberish, but suffice to say that the other clothing I have to wear is either 1. brocade or 2. flannel, and if you’ve ever spent a summer in Georgia, you know how stupid brocade and flannel are in hot, humid weather. There’s a reason linen and seersucker suits were the vogue with distinguished Southern gentlemen.

Probably, though, I’ll just sit on the couch, feel sorry for myself, and knit on the 2×2 rib socks I’ve been working on for almost 2 years now (yeah, but they’ll be awesome when I’m finished!).

About HappyGoth

By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish. I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob. Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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