Somewhere along the way, I seem to have misplaced my drive to knit. I've looked everywhere for it since the beginning of August. I wonder if it's because of all of the knitting I did this summer with the shawl, three pair of socks and the three blanket squares. Maybe it's because I'm all caught up wondering how the shawl did in judging last night. What does it matter? It appears to be lost and I don't know what to do about this. I have been spinning, but usually I don't let this interfere with knitting. This morning I feel that if I never knit again, well so what? Meh.
I've cast on the creamsicle yarn and knit almost an entire front of a tank top and then I stopped because I'm not thrilled with what I have. I think the yarn is better suited to be a little bolero, so there it sits on the needles in a time out while it takes me forever to decide its fate. Do I continue knitting what I think I won't like, or start all over again? I know the answer, I'm just missing the drive to fix the problem.
My pink socks from a year ago sit next to me on the sofa scoffing at me. You remember, don't you? They're the ones I took to the Breast Cancer Three day (A YEAR AGO) to fiddle with while I crewed at the event. To write about those socks in the plural is a bit misleading. I'm still on the first sock. Part of the problem is that it's on 2 circular needles and while I don't mind knitting socks that way, it's not my preferred method. I'm a double point needle sock knitter. Why do I keep trying to reinvent the way I knit? It's too late to switch now and that's why it sits there. Also, I don't love the yarn. It's Dream In Color Smooshy. What's not to love about superwash merino?
In addition to the socks and the tank, I have the bulky sweater mostly done. It's lacking only trim at this point--a day or two knitting at the most. I never finished my daughter's green sweater. It's missing only two sleeves. I became frustrated with it because I knit one sleeve thinking it would be fine, but it's not. Following the shaping decreases made it too small, so now I have to rip out one sleeve and start over. I'm not thrilled about that, but again, that's only a day's worth of knitting. There is another shawl I was fiddling around with before I started on Ruby. It's more than half way done, but I have no desire to finish the thing. And it's pretty. I've brought out all of these mostly completed projects in an attempt to find my inspiration, but it only depresses me.
Perhaps I should get out the thermometer and take my temp. I must be sick if I can't knit.