Missing

Not surprisingly, I couldn't stick with the two existing projects without casting on something new.   In a moment of inspiration, I stealthily crept up the stairs, extracted yarn from stash, and managed to wind not one, but two skeins without furry help. 

I was quite pleased with myself, because really, doing anything without feline supervision around here can be a tricky proposition.  (If you've ever been sitting on the Throne of Thought in the bathroom with a cat pawing the door and meowing, you understand what I'm talking about.  Okay, the furry help makes for cute photos...but really, it's not efficient.)


My plan for this yarn is a cowl, and I'd previously looked on Ravelry at patterns, not finding anything that really grabbed me.  So I pulled out a stitch dictionary and found a suitable stitch.  I swatched- my favorite kind of swatch actually, as I just wanted to be sure I liked the tension of the fabric and then figure gauge so I could calculate how many stitches I needed (as opposed to trying to match the gauge for a pattern).

I even sat down and charted the pattern, wrote down my planned cast on number, stitch gauge, and even figured out how much yardage to reserve for the border before I cast off.  I know what cast on and cast off I plan to use.  If I like the results (and anyone is interested) I'll have enough info to write up the pattern without having to knit an entire other cowl. 


Finally, I was ready to cast on.  All I needed was a size 3 circular needle.  I looked in my circular needle case...and the size 3 packet is empty.  My interchangeable needle set goes down to only size 4 (and that size is in use for the top-down cardigan).  I looked in the backpack I use for knitting.  I looked in my other project bags.  I looked in every bag, tin, basket and tub of yarn.  Finally I pulled up my project list in Ravelry, trying to figure out what was the last project I'd have used it on.  I found project after project on size 3 needles- but socks are all on dpn, mittens on dpns or straights, hats were all on size 4 or larger needles...I kept going back. 


In 2010 I knit a baby sweater in the round on size 3 needles.   That's it.  These needles have almost certainly been AWOL for around 4 years.   I don't tend to have a lot of duplicate needles.  I have the same sizes in different formats- dpn, 16" straight, 9" straight, circular fixed, circular interchangeable.  It's one of the ways I keep myself honest- if I want to do something with needles that are in use, I finish or frog the project already using them.  So now I'm stuck.  These needles are probably in my house somewhere.  But where?  When I got the interchangeable needle set, I started storing all my circular needles in the case with it- it's been a long time since I came across any out of place.  I'm pretty good about not leaving needles stuck randomly in bags of yarn.   The last set I missed had been stuck in a ball of yarn while I wove in ends, and a cat batted off the end table and behind the couch (thank you, Biscuit!) before they were put away, but they turned up within days. 

"Look into my eyes...you want to get up and feed me."

I had to go out and get another set.  I'm not going to do a circular cowl on 8 dpns.  And I didn't want to put the project on hold for this.  Eventually the missing needles will turn up.  And it will be somewhere I didn't think of, or have already looked but missed seeing them.  And I'll whack myself upside the head, and say, why didn't you think of there, you idiot?   But the worst part?  Now that I know they're missing, it's going to bug me constantly, and I'm going to drop what I'm doing at random intervals to rummage through another bag or drawer as I try to come up with places I haven't looked yet.  Because once I've activated the find thing neurons, I can't turn them off until the thing is found.  It's part of being completely anal a mildly obsessive personality.  If you don't hear from me for a bit, it's because I still haven't found the needles, and my sanity has gone AWOL to join them.
 

In the Bag

And the scarf is done.  I'm quite happy with it-- and not a little bemused, because the scarf/shawlette thing isn't really me.  But I don't care, I plan to wear it anyway. 

The last two weeks have been filled by work commitments and I've mostly been too tired to think when I was home.  Which means that having a lot of stockinette and garter projects going was a good plan.  Despite the best intentions, the top down cardigan isn't to the sleeve split yet, but the red socks are progressing steadily- I'm just past the cuff of the second one.

And last night, I did take a few minutes to whip up a small bag.  There's a game (Carcassonne) which  involves players drawing small cardboard tiles without seeing what they are- while this can be done by simply turning the tiles face-down, drawing them from an opaque bag is easier.  We already have a bag- it came with one of the expansion sets for the game- but one of my husband's friends also has a set, and my husband asked if I'd make a bag for his friend.  Since it's dead easy, I was happy to do so.  Hence:

It's just got a simple casing with a drawstring.   And I'm sure the reason my husband even thought to ask, was that last month I had made a smaller bag for holding dice.  I put it on my FO list, but hadn't gotten around to a picture:

And now I want to cast on something else.  But have been dithering about what.  I'm torn between a cowl, more socks  (I need to choose the next pattern anyway), or just whipping through a few mittens.  But then there is a baby due in the spring whom I'd like to knit for.  Decisions, decisions!  Fortunately, stockinette sweaters and socks give me plenty of time to think it over. 

Seduced

I had a knitting plan.  I know I did.  It's completely left my mind.  All I can think about is silk.  Soft pretty silk, falling off my needles in glowing waves. 

Don't worry, I won't be distracted for long.  I only have one skein.  Well.  One skein in this colorway. 

Sock to Sock to Sock..and a Smidgeon of Vest

There's been a lot of fast moving sock action this week.  First, I finished the Rose Petit Socks.

Then a long board game session on Friday got me through a big chunk of the second Mr. Dress-Up sock, and a little more work on Saturday finished it up.

I'm wearing them today- very toasty!   But that left me without a small traveling project, so I had to cast on...yet another sock. 

I seem to have this sock love affair going on this winter.  Possibly since it's been so cold.   But yesterday was a welcome break from the big chill, and the cats got some quality time out on the sun porch.  The tux boys, as my husband calls Jake and Cookie, are the real sun lovers.   Probably because their dark coats let them really feel the heat.   Here's Jake, soaking up some rays. 

Cookie is an old hand at this kind of thing, and knows that while the sun feels good, the floor of the porch is cold.  So as soon as I came out on the porch, he kept trying to climb on me.  As soon as I sat down- whomp.  Cat on lap.  (Making him harder to photograph.)

Biscuit wanted to go out on the porch because the other cats and I were there, but he didn't really get it.  All that fluff makes him kind of oblivious to heat and cold, and the white doesn't soak up the sun the same way. 

"I don't get it?  What's the big deal being out here?"

Today was still on the mild side, but overcast and rainy, so it was more of a curl-up-and-sleep day for cats, and a knit-and-read day for me.  I worked some more on the vest, which is coming along, though still not to the arm split yet.   The longest rows of the sweater, and they seem to take forever. 

I should be getting there soon, though.

 I am starting to think about casting on something else for variety, however.  So excuse me while I go wind some yarn.