I was asked a question today that I'm asked often: How do you find the time to knit?
We were at playgroup and her two-year-old was running riot with my pair, who were, naturally, decked out in an array of handknits. (I'm often reminded on these occasions of this card that I received once from a very rude relative - hello, Unc.) Anyway, I proceeded to launch into my explanation about how I find it easy to knit while doing other things, most especially watching TV, but also in waiting rooms, sitting in the passenger seat, at the park, when reading and even sometimes while working at my day job. It was at about the point where I was describing my method of tucking the ball of yarn in between my boobs so I can knit whilst walking around the house that I noticed her eyes had glazed over and she had the look of someone trapped in a conversation with a lunatic and wasn't sure how to extricate herself.
And it occurred to me...some people just don't get the knitting thing.
Rather than worry about that, I thought I'd show you the end result of my attempt to knit a little cardigan in a week. I managed to finish the knitting in time for Hannah's visit, but there were still the ends to weave in and the blocking, so she left without it. Never mind - that's what Australia Post is for.
Ravelry notes here. The pattern is called Helena and it's knit in some Jo Sharp DK wool, colour Orient. Lovely, yes?
And just to settle any rumours about the extent of this knitting obsession, here's the latest addition to the stash. Cascade yarn, mostly chunky 128, with some 220 thrown in for good measure. I have big plans for this haul. Big.
So tell me, lunatic? Or not lunatic?