2. I hope it fits. And not only that, but I hope that it's flattering. Because quite frankly, I have no interest in an unflattering sweater. I can buy an unflattering sweater if I want one. Which I don't.
Shaping on the sides, intended to make it flattering. We shall see.
3. I hope the front and the back match up. I almost made this on circular needles because it eliminates the procrastination that ensues after finishing the back and before finishing the front, and also because it guarantees that both sides will be even. Well, with any luck anyway.
Marshmallow marveling the hem at the bottom, hoping as much as I am that it will match the hem on the front.
4. I hope that I didn't make the wrong yarn choice. I spent lot less on yarn that I could have, or maybe should have, and I hope that it doesn't result in an ass-y sweater.
5. I hope that it really is machine wash- and dry-able, as the label says. I will be royally peeved if it is not.
Anyway, as some incentive to finish this sea of stockinette, I picked out my next project (I can't do more than one project at once. I would never finish anything. Ever.):
I like it because it looks a lot like Juliet, only:
1. It is free.
2. On the model, it is pink. Which doesn't really matter in real life, but it Susan's life it makes all the difference.
3. It is free.
4. It is prettier, at least in my opinion, which in this case is the only one that matters. So there!
Now on to non-knitting news...
It still feels like Spring! It's subject to change of course, but I'm crossing my fingers that it won't. Probably so many fingers that I'm reversing the effect. Granted, it's still, like, 20 degrees out in the morning and my hands are still so dry that no amount of lotion seems to stop them from getting all red and cracked, but the afternoons are downright warm. So warm in fact that who knows how much clothing my grandmother will wear!
Marshmallow the superhero.
Song of the Day:
"Throw a stone and watch the ripples flow, moving out across the bay. Like a stone I fall into your eyes, deep into some mystery." -David Gray, "Please Forgive Me"