I felt like a kid on a long drive to Grandmas house–before DVD/VCR players in the minivan and Gameboy, asking the perpetual question, “Are we there yet?” I probably could have had more knitting done and met my final goal on Na Craga if I hadn’t stopped so often to measure. And it felt like the more I knit, the more the centimeters did not grow. On one sleeve I am finally at the specified length and could begin the saddle. However, I have decided to make the sleeve one pattern repeat longer to accommodate my long arms.
I worked a little bit on the Peace Fleece sleeve. But I am concerned about my gauge. Isn’t it always the way? On my swatch I had 4.25 stitches to the inch. On the actual sleeve it is about 3.75. UGH! I sought some motherly advice and she said to go with it. It already feels so tight knitting on the #8 that I don’t think I could knit it on a #7. I did put it over the Na Craga sleeve and they were similar in size.
Last, I worked on the Debbie Bliss cardi sleeve. I haven’t even finished the increases there—so no point in measuring. One more sleeve to go and it is seam city. Yippee. That will free up my #5’s to begin the Sitcom Chic. Oh, and I have been keeping Cameron’s second sock in the car. I am not really knitting and driving—more like knitting and idling—waiting for the kids at pick up from school, waiting for the railroad crossing gates. Once I finish that sock I want to start the Broadripple sock in my Elann sock yarn. Oh…and there is the Bottoms up Bucket. I resisted a trip to Michaels today to pick up some yarn for it. I want to dive into the stash closet and find something. Also, next Friday I get my 20% guild discount at my LYS. We’ll see what Granny has.
Still no word about Candace the pug…my mother and sister want her siblings. I hope this will bring us up in the ranks of puppy mill rescue potentials. Keep your fingers crossed.