Monday, April 09, 2007


Poor sleeves. Except for shrugs, which are almost entirely sleeves, sleeves are, for me, unfun. I'm not sure why. Perhaps it's that little voice in my head that says, hey, just make it sleeveless. But really, the sleeves are just a continuation of the body of whatever I already knit. I knit both at the same time, in part because I know I would never finish if I did them one at a time. Also so that any yarn issues occur evenly. And so that my gauge will remain similar across both sleeves. But while I generally (although there are some UFOs that beg to differ) get through the body, mid-sleeve seems to be where my will really weakens. Now the siren cries of other projects grow louder. Everything else seems cooler, more fun, more interesting. Everything but what I am doing. Poor sleeves.