I looked through my blog posts from a year ago and apparently I thought I was going to knit a bunch of sweaters till this summer. Moahahahaha! No. Just. No. I also mentioned that I didn’t own a single pair of socks (well, a pair without holes in them, that is) and whereas I haven’t knit any sweaters this year I have indeed knit socks. Since August last year I’ve knit several pairs of socks and I now own no less than five pairs (and one pair of slippers). Socks has happened even when nothing else has.
When I made these a coworker asked me if they were for a child, she just couldn’t imagine they could ever fit a grown-up, let alone me. I put one on to show but she was still skeptical. And sure, they might be a little bit of a struggle to put on but they fit wonderfully once they’re on. Like a glove. Not to mention that they are super cute! I’ve worn my socks quite a lot this spring while sitting on the couch writing my BA thesis. It has been a cold spring but I’ve been wrapped in my guinea-pig socks and the cold hasn’t bothered me at all (btw, that’s probably what Elsa meant, she was wrapped in wool and wasn’t bothered by the cold one bit whereas her sister clearly isn’t dressed for snowy weather). Hopefully I don’t have to wear socks that much this summer though, but I sure am well prepared for fall.
People keep asking me how I’ve managed this spring and I don’t know what to answer. It was hard, I will try to remember that (you always forget how hard something was unless you really think it through). It wasn’t easy and there are friends I haven’t talked to, let alone seen in months and months. I decided back in January that I would cut out everything that isn’t work, studies and exercise. And that I did. What I didn’t expect was to cut out knitting. I figured knitting always happens somehow. And you know what, it doesn’t. Sure, I have 14 projects in different stages of finished but my heart isn’t in any of them. They were made, they took forever, I either blocked them or left them and then forgot about them.
In the beginning it felt weird not to knit. It felt like something was missing and that I would go crazy. Then, slowly but steady, I stopped caring. First I realized I couldn’t knit shawls anymore so I moved on to socks. That worked for quite a while but then I stopped knitting them as well. I could think that I was going to have a nice long evening of knitting, or at least an hour of knitting before bed and then no knitting happened. I picked up the needles and knit two rounds and then I put it down again. I caught myself doing it and picked up the needles again and knit another two rounds and then put it down again. Then I repeated this till it was time to go to bed. And the weird thing it that it’s not bothering me at all. And that bothers me. I’ve lost my mojo and I worry it won’t come back. I don’t have any knitting ideas, there is nothing I want to do and even worse, I don’t even care about the finished projects I already have. I haven’t worn a shawl in forever, I think I lost a wristwarmer the other week but I couldn’t care less. The only action my shawl drawer has seen this spring was when Agnieszka wanted to borrow one of them. I knit during coffee breaks but that’s pretty much it. I don’t log in to ravelry anymore, I don’t search for projects, I rarely buy yarn and I have absolutely no inspiration what so ever. I dread it when my current sock-in-progress is finished because then I don’t know what to do, what to knit. I know what I should knit (baby sweaters!) but I can’t even think of making myself do it. I don’t have the energy to wind yarn, find a pattern or rumble through the stash, let alone dig out some needles. It’s not happening. I might cast on another sock but I’m not sure I would actually finish them, that’s how deep into this I am.
I think that I might be tired and that’s the problem. I need to rest my head and once I’ve had a few quiet days (weeks?) on the couch, hopefully the knitting mojo will come back. Let’s not be worried, yet, let’s cut me some slacks in the knitting department and let’s see what time brings.
I’ve been a bad blogger this month. I’m sorry about that. But all my time has been divided between work and studies and some work out to make the other two work… out I guess. I toyed with the idea to join Me Made May again but no, not this year. Or rather, I have some me made things, just not knitted ones. Today I handed in my Bachelor thesis, my French paper. It’s been a process and it’s been tough from time to time but it has also been very fun at the same time. It’s totally me made, and a huge work effort too, 30 pages in French, that’s not bad. I’m very proud and very happy about it, I think it turned out very well.
Other than that I’ve worked on my muscles and my cardio and they are me made as well. I’ve done good. But I have not knit. Or, I have not not knit but I haven’t knit much. I haven’t even been wearing much knitting. My biggest “accomplishment” in the knitting department is to lose one of my blue wrist warmers. As you hear, there is room for improvement but that’s a question for June. For now I’m going to enjoy my me made stuff and be happy about them. That’s all that matters.
As I’ve mentioned before, spring evenings make me wistful. There is something about the smell and… I don’t know, hope? There is something so hopeful about spring evenings. This year has been incredibly cold so I haven’t yet found the true feeling, where you can stand in a street corner, talking way past what is reasonable, in your coat that was just enough in the sun earlier in the day but is now way to cold and you finally get home and you need hide under all your blankets to be able to sleep and it takes over a week before you are truly warm again. But it was worth every second of it because you have someone you can spend way too many hours talking to on a street corner when it’s really past your bed time.
Or maybe it’s just me…
The purple finally came and it’s perfect. The sock is a spring evening sock, showing every aspect of the spring evenings, the cold, the smell, the hope, the dusk, the humidity, the light from a street lamp and your new spring shoes. It’s all embedded in these socks. That’s not bad for a random sock, just like that. But that’s the thing about the spring evening, you don’t even notice it until you are in the middle of it and it hits you before you have a sliver of a chance to defend yourself. But I’m not so sure you want to.
As a side note, Håkan is from Göteborg where they say Valborg so we have to forgive him (especially since the song is wonderful), I would never call it that since, as we all know, the best April 30 is celebrated in Uppsala, where it’s called sista april, last of April. It’s a shibboleth, what you call April 30 will tell me if you’re originally from Uppsala or not.
So, I bought this yarn partly because Agnieszka liked it and because it was purple. It sure had a lot of other colors as well but the purple was what I saw. Gradient yarn is cool to work with and I cast on. I knew there were some colors before the purple but I figured I would get there quickly enough. Well, look at that sock! It’s almost completed and I haven’t even reached the purple yet. It’s coming soon so I’m guessing I will have one sock with a purple toe and another with a purple cuff and that will be it. The rest will be just gray and green and petrol. Perfect for Agnieszka but still, come on, I wanted purple! A huge part of the leg of the second socks better be purple or I’m going to be seriously bummed.
I have a huge deadline tomorrow and have barely stuck my nose out the door this weekend. However, I have started a new pair of socks. It was all I could think of to make that didn’t require too much mental activity. The mitts I made was fun but went by a little too quickly so here we go again, another pair of socks. I have a good feeling about this project.
I was right. Even though I omitted the thumbs I still ran out of yarn with only a few stitches left to bind off. Quite unlucky I must say. It’s not the end of the world though, I have other pink yarn I can splice, it will be fine, it’s just a pity that it came so close to the end. I almost had it, almost, but no. Oh well, a little splice, a wash and a block and som weaving in ends and I will have a pair of new wristwarmers. That I like!
Since I startet these with some leftover yarn I now realize I have a problem. Will there enough for the second one? It looks like I’m playing yarn chicken and I’m pretty sure I will lose. What do I do then? I’m not sure I can get more and definitely not in the same dye lot. It will be an interesting few days coming up, that’s for sure. As if I really needed any more excitement in my life right now. Oh well, so what if I don’t have enough, I’ll be okay anyway. There are other knittings and more importantly, there are other sets of 2,5 mm dpn’s in case these will have to wait a little while, till I can get my hands on more yarn. And here I was, thinking I could clear out some yarn in the stash. Looks like I will be getting more instead. I’m really okay with that.
The wonders of blocking never ceases to amaze me. I’ve been putting off blocking in forever which means that even though I’m not knitting much there are still projects piling up, projects that are only a block away from finished. Since this item needs to be done by May 24, and there is still sewing and knitting cuffs and such, I figured I needed to get down to business. The unblocked piece of lace didn’t look very big and the recipent eyed it sceptically the other day but I assured her it would grow. (I added an A4-paper in the picture for reference.)
I was right. Tonight I blocked it and look, it really has grown. A lot! It was not hard at all to get it into the right measurements and hopefully by next weekend I can take care of the rest. Some finishing, the boring stuff. Hopefully it won’t take too long.
So far this year I’ve finished six pairs of socks. While finishing the last pair I felt that maybe I’ve had enough for a while now. You know, the cuff part and making heels and all, it felt like too much of a committment right now. Instead I settled for a pair of fingerless mitts. Despite it being snowy today, spring will come and I will need a pair of mitts eventually. Also, I knit mitts last Easter and it felt like a good tradition to honor. I had some left over sock yarn so I figure, why not. Also, this Easter is all about my French BA thesis and this pattern happens to be in French, which means I’m sort of studying while knitting if you look at it kindly. Which obviously I do. I also had a croissant. It’s important to get into the right mood.