Take out a red marker and circle this day on your calendar, friends, because I decided to not procrastinate with my failed second sleeve of
Salina and, instead of keeping said failed sleeve stuffed in a bag until next winter [yes, I was very tempted to stick that bad boy in the closet], I went ahead and just ripped out. Rip, rip, rip. Like the Phoenix from the ashes the sleeve will arise from the center-pull ball.
To further motivate myself I've gone ahead and
started steam-blocking the other completed pieces of Salina, so my apartment smells like a barn right now. (Oh, the tweedy freshness of Rowan Felted Tweed!) Strangely enough, blocking made me feel like completion of Salina isn't so far away. The mind works in mysterious ways.
I'm doing other knitting, too. I decided to ROCK ON with the right front piece of the
Kid Mohair cardigan and knit right through it over a couple of evenings. (I can't help using the phrase "rock on" because the sparkle in the fabric makes me want to do it. Sparkle in the knits = rock star.) And here's the right front piece looking all rumpled and in need of a session with the blocking board:
Now that I've rocked the right front piece I will rock on with the left front piece and maybe even ROCK OUT with the seaming. [Insert loud guitar screech, big hair band from the 80s style.]
I've also got chocolate to motivate me. Hang onto your taste buds for this shot:
My pal
Evelyn, a.k.a. Golden Goddess of Skinny Rabbit Universe, sent those over to me along with some peanut butter/chocolate chips [!] and a copy of IK. The batch of See's Candies has my favorites: Peanut clusters. Oh, See's peanut clusters! For you I will rip out five Salina sleeves. Six, maybe.
Rock on.