Yes, I deluded myself into thinking I could pull off a "Marina". Silly of me. In promising to complete Rona by Thanksgiving I forgot several key facts:
- I had a lot more to knit than I admitted to myself: being done with the body is less than half the battle. Sleeves are a big job and no matter how you slice it, knitting narrow tubes with color changes is fiddly.
- I lost three or four days to Thanksgiving prep between cooking and shopping. The food was quite tasty though.
- I wasted time finishing another sweater, but as a result I've been warmer while knitting Rona.
- I don't knit on weekends, at least not much, the family feels neglected when I do.
- I don't knit as fast as I like to imagine I do. I knit fast compared to the run of the mill knitter, but next to many an experienced knitter I'm a piker. I would claim it is a result of daydreaming and admiring the fabric every few rows or so, but I think my raw speed just isn't that good.
Marina was good enough to give me several extensions and each time I swore up and down that I would make it. I am an optimist at heart, so it wasn't hard to delude myself. I swear each promise was honestly made. But, here I am, facing the final deadline, 9 pm and I'm nowhere close.
The left sleeve is done:
The right sleeve is done:
The neckline is done, but where are the front bands? Where are the buttons?
Alas, they are still to come. Soon, over the next day or so I will finish this. I want to wear it. I want to get the monkey off my back.
I want to knit something else.
Marina, you've earned your stash enhancement and I've learned I can't be you.