I’ve just finished knitting something.
Something I’ve been meaning to knit for ages.
Something for a friend, and I can’t say any more than that (except all will be revealed, and it came out a bit bigger than I expected).
This was an intense project, and one that I had started this a few times before. First I tried it on the recommended needle size, and it came out chokingly small. Then I made two thirds of a completely different pattern before I realised it was coming out huge. And finally, I cast on on 3mm needles, and then I went on holiday and forgot about it.
Last week, I found out that this person was expecting it on Wednesday, so I got to work. Eight hours knitting on Saturday, five on Sunday. Two on Monday. I was all set to be ready for Wednesday but work got in the way. I started a new job recently and it is stressing me out like you would not believe and so on Tuesday I went out for dinner, and on Wednesday we watched a film and shared some wine and not a whole lot of knitting happened.
I finished it this morning (Saturday) and it’s blocking. This has been one of the most intense knits I’ve ever completed, matched only by the intensity of my job at the moment. I can’t wait to share it with you – but first, I have to share it with the person it was made for. But now I have this weird gap – I’m not knitting something – how can I not have a project on the go – and I’m browsing ravelry desperately trying to find the right thing to start on. And I think I’ve found it.
Another gift for someone – so you’ll just have to wait and see.