what happens to sleeping projects?

like many of my crafty peers, i tend to start new projects when i find i have become disenchanted or bored by the current ones. every so often, i find the gumption to address those neglected projects and determine their ultimate fate.

last night i rifled through my list of ‘hibernating’ knitting projects on Ravelry, which include, but are not limited to: a shawl, a pair of socks, and a pair of fingerless gloves. the verdict?

1. i will re-start the shawl with a new metal circular needle when it arrives. (i CANNOT do plastic needles. i tried, and i hates them! i ordered a replacement on the interwebs last night after attempting to get the shawl rolling again, to no avail.) i thought it was just the Rowan Kidsilk Haze that was pushing me over the edge, but the blame lies most heavily on that most craptacular plastic circular. i feel better already!

2. the one sock i had finished (my first one ever) was not only too small, but the toe was crazy pointy. i have decided to abandon it and start all over, possibly with a new sock yarn, since i no longer love the deep green colorway of the current one. i am also not sure i want to frog the pointy-toed monstrosity to salvage the yarn, since all ends have been woven in for some time now, and i’m not certain i have the wherewithal to dive into a salvage project. perhaps it will become a white elephant gift or a sock puppet. the jury is out on that one.

3. the fingerless mitts are going in the trash. one of them was too short and needed to be fixed, but in the meantime, the correct one got a weird oil stain on it that won’t wash out. go figure. but, i count it as a sign that the mitts were doomed, so they are going into the trash with very little regret. to further my rationale, the pattern was free, the yarn was leftover (not to mention lackluster), and they didn’t fit that great, anyway. i have decided that i will re-knit them with different yarn and smaller needles. it probably wouldn’t hurt for me to take this opportunity to actually start knitting gauge swatches. yes, i’m THAT knitter. i have survived this long without doing it, mainly because i tend to purchase the yarn that the pattern writer used. i know…it’s a risky game that i have played for too long. it’s time for me to grow up my knitting a bit, and i am looking forward to joining the glorious ranks of those who gauge swatch.

i have rearranged my queue to reflect my new priorities, and sneaked in another project, which i rationalize with the fact that it comes in a kit with the yarn, and it is intended as a gift for someone beside myself. unfortunately, i had to order both the kit and a METAL circular needle to go with it, so it will be a bit of a waiting game before i can start it. no worries…it’s not like i don’t have a bunch of other projects to keep me busy, right?!

am i allowed to blog on the weekends?

well, yes, i guess…as long as the toddler permits it. this morning should do fine, as i am up FAR earlier than i typically am, and she is nestled in her bed. (feet to the pillow, i might add…just one of her nightly migrational habits that make us fear the implications of transitioning her to a big-girl bed.)

i can explain my early rising by telling you that i have so much going on in my head these days, that i am amazed i get to sleep at all without a shot of horse tranquilizer to my haunches every night. shall i try to list them for you? most tangible and nearest in the horizon first:

1. craft fair preparation. i was accepted to my first ‘real’ holiday craft boutique a couple of weeks ago. (there were more applicants than spaces, mind you, so i feel somewhat accomplished already.) the event takes place on december 8, and, having never tackled something of this dimension, i am finding myself a little adrift. it does not help in the slightest that i am a perfectionist, and have such delusions of grandeur that i picture in my mind the following scenario: upon seeing the glory of my setup and branding prowess, no one will believe that this is my first time doing it. one of the pitfalls of being a perfectionist, at least in my case, is that i also tend to procrastinate. which is, i suppose, a blog topic all its own.

2. domesticity. i struggle with it. and every time i square up to tackle it, i end up a little overwhelmed. being a planner is not something that comes easy to me. see number 1.

3. motherhood. i have a toddler. i could stop there, and a whole multitude of women would bow their heads in solemn solidarity. but i am thinking of having another one. the journey from point a to point b is fraught with a plethora of stumbling blocks. one of which, being my weight. i have been making some solid inroads toward this goal, but it is time to step up my game. i am aware of this. a second, finances. we are pretty much a one income family, though i am trying my darndest to make this jewelry thing a winner. amongst the many others, the most gut-wrenching (quite literally, i can assure you) obstacle to subsequent procreation is the haunting memory of my first pregnancy, in which you watched me become a shell of a person who spit excess saliva into a cup all day long and puked every night. seriously…do you really want to see what happens when you throw a toddler into the mix? i shudder just thinking about it. yet, i can’t seem to help myself. i am twisted like that.

which brings me to the present, wherein i am nursing a cup of coffee in the growing daylight, and trying to sort through some of this madness. time to pour another cup.