Schedule UpdateHi there. When we last met, I showed you my new method for scheduling knitting projects to get my top priorities done over the summer. The most interesting part of this exercise is that I am beginning to discover how UFOs happen.
There seems to be a random ebb and flow of resistance to projects.
Yet it is not quite random.
I think that our logical friend from Star Trek, Mr. Spock, can give us insight.
But first, let me take you through the past two weeks. (
Kim thinks everyone has Super Powers; allow mine to be time travel.)
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I will begin with the simple project. Last week, I did the four rounds on Kevin's sweater first. (Trust me that you do not want to see a picture of this sweater. It is a blue stockinette sweater on a circular needle, which gathers and bunches it at the top. It has looked exactly the same for months.) I began the project with lots of knitting and great progress, but I have, for the past year, been resisting this sweater.
When I scheduled myself, I decided that if I just did 4 rounds a week, it would get done, and I would be happy. The rounds seemed easy, and at the beginning of last week, I figured I'd immediately get them done to check them off. It was painless.
This week the resistance is back in full force, and I am kicking and screaming about the same project. I cannot fathom this. It is the same thing: get 4 rounds done. I still haven't done it.
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Last week I did the two blocks on my mini-wrap, and I have two more done for this week with one to go. The wrap is coming along nicely:

Isn't that fun? Not even one kick or one scream. It is something I looked forward to in the schedule both weeks. (I do not trust this excitement: I know from experience that my feelings could change at any moment.)
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Both last week and this week, I worked on my thrummed mitten:

Thrumming takes a while, so I resisted it a little, but it was in the schedule, so I did my job, sat down, worked on it, and it's so .... fluffy! .... On the inside! You can't tell from this picture.
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And then there was my sweater. This was a Noro pattern made with Debbie Bliss Donegal Tweed Bulky yarn (in a wonderful teal color with royal blue flecks that is discontinued of course--Oh Cruel Retail).
My goal last week was to finish knitting all the pieces.
I resisted that like crazy. I don't know why. I like the yarn. I was with Kevin's family, and I always enjoy chatting with them and working on simple stockinette. But somehow, I just didn't want to work on this sweater. It was, however, the last thing remaining on the schedule. I had no choice.
There are
rules.
By Sunday, the pieces were all finished, and my job this week was to sew it together. The sewing? I didn't resist that in the least. I blocked the living daylights out of it using a direct iron on the wrong side, with huge bursts of steam and plenty of Best Press to keep the bottom edges flat. I was fearless. The button band curls in no matter what, but it looks great anyway, so I didn't care. I enjoyed sewing it and watching it come together.
As of today, the sweater is done, down to the buttons:

Hi. I am so happy in a bulky wool sweater in 94-degree heat.

I love this sweater. Now I want another one. (In November.)
And I still wonder: What was so bad about
that?
I have one more day (plus the rest of this evening) to go in my schedule, and I still need to knit 4 rounds on Kevin's sweater, finish the rest of a log-cabin block, finish the thrummed mitten, finish a block in the mini-wrap, and knit a snowflake. As you can see, my schedule may be a bit too ambitious. But I planned it that way--to push myself. One of my rules is that I can't start the next week's schedule until the current week is done.
This means that the mitered vest, which is scheduled for next week, and which I really, really want to work on, will just have to wait while I resist every other project on the list.
Do you know why?
Are you ready for the ending?
"After a time, you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing, after all, as wanting. it is not logical, but it is often true."
--Mr. Spock