I finished my Gretel hat a few days ago and it is currently blocking in the bathroom. I’m working on a pair of basic socks for The Husband and I’ve got a surprise on the needles for The Loopy Swap Round 3 on Ravelry. So, why is it that I keep looking at my stashed yarns and thinking of the various things I could cast on?
I’ll admit that the things I’ve been eyeing are mittens, which would be handy to have for Canada (it’s snowing and cold there, ya know) but I don’t have enough time, and a sweater vest, which slightly confuses me because I’ve never really been a sweater vest wearer. Both these things are probably on the forethought of my thinking because it’s finally starting to look like winter around here (I actually had to turn on the heat for the first time Sunday).
The startitis really doesn’t make sense when I haven’t been knitting. The last few nights, when I would normally sit on the couch watching TV knitting, I’ve not. It’s sitting right next to me. Instead of knitting the projects I have going and need to knit, I just plan all sorts of other things I could be working on. *sigh*
I have those moments, too. It will pass. (Or, you know, you’ll cast on for thirty-eight different projects in two days. Either way.)
Amen sister. I’ve got three projects on needle, but I’m sitting here eyeing a new skein of yarn thinking about what I want to knit with it. It’s taking superhuman effort (and a lot of chocolate) to resist temptation. Of course, the fact that the needles I would need for the new project are currently tied up with another project (two, actually…) helps. If I just keep buying laceweight and fingering, I’m safe. But I just saw some sportweight…