It’s amazing how much knitting you can get done when you’re not near a computer. This past weekend, I set myself a couple of ambitious knitting goals:
1. Finish knitting Creeper.
2. Get a running start on this happy stack of unfinished business:
3. Knit a couple of dishcloths for this:
(Fabby button by Stacey.)
And guess what? I did it all. (Well with #2 I at least finally figured out HOW to do it, and got a bit further than this. (No worries, international blankie-knitters, the recipient knows about it (she peeked while she was in China), but I will not let her get a glimpse of the Compleat Work until it is Compleat.)
So now, about that prayer. As I embark upon the sew-up of my Creeper pullover, please join me in invoking the Benevolent Spirit of Immaculate Perfection in Finishing.
O Spirit of Seaming With Matching Embroidery Floss, watch over me as I attempt to turn this mass of serpentine cables and stringy ends into a covering for my earthly body, that I may be a soccer mom acceptable in Thy sight.
Guard me against heedlessly mattress-stitching when what truly is needful is the Free-Loop Backstitch.
Prepareth me an appropriate cocktail, or if the hour be early, an authentic Mexican hot chocolate and a snack.
Remind me to refer to the task before me as a Seaming Party (which soundeth so fun!) and not a Death March.
Gird my loins and strengthen my arms lest I be called upon to perform the Grafting, yea even the Kitchener which is an abomination to me.
Grant me good lighting and uncluttered surfaces, just like in France.
May I cross over safely, clad in bright raiment and tossing confetti, and may the song of the Woot be heard in our land.
Say it with me, sister: Amen.
Well. Maybe it’s just because I finished the last sleeve while watching Gladiator with Hubby, but I think it might be more appropriate simply to say:
“We who are about to wreck this sweater salute you.”