IT IS FINISHED!
After swearing up and down and back and forth that last night was the night that I was going to go to bed early (ie, on time), I sat down for an hour to sew some more on the zipper of Matt’s Urban Aran Cardigan.
Wait, back up.
On Thanksgiving, Matt drove us to my parents’ house and I started sewing down the zipper. My hand sewing is not the best but I am capable. I decided back stitch was the way to go. Strong, uses twice as much thread, and even I can’t screw it up. Or can I?
The thing I was doing didn’t look like back stitch but I could not fathom what I was doing wrong. So I stuffed the sweater back into its tote and talked to my husband for the rest of the car ride. Maybe, just maybe, I saw a tear in his eye? He’s been waiting a long time.
That evening, back at home and kids abed, I did some research online. Looks like I had the right method but was, um, going backwards. Sigh. I was sewing back stitch left to right rather than right to left. I don’t know how it could make that much difference but, oh, it did.
Sunday was another trip, this time to Matt’s dad’s house. In half an hour (before the edges of car sickness snuck up on me; a legacy of my pregnancies that sometimes haunts me) I managed to sew down about half of one side of the zipper. Yey! Measurable progress!
So last night, with an hour to go until my 10pm bedtime, I figured I would get the other side sewn down. That plan went so peachy and my back stitch was going much faster so I started in on the other side and willfully ignored the clock. I was also listening to Elizabeth Zimmermann’s Master Classes on the Knitting Workshop DVDs. In the end, I stayed up until midnight with Matt who, when he realized sweater was about to be finished, decided to stay up and keep my company.
At about 11:30pm last night we pranced around singing “Happy Birthday” and snapping pictures. The strange glow in the photo above is my Ott light, which was necessary to see the dark brown thread against the dark brown zipper and dark brown wool.
So that’s the good news. Ten months later, the birthday cardigan is done and I am free to start my own new sweater: Ribby Cardi. Of course my mom mentioned to me on the phone last night that she needs a wool sweater for her office. Was she fishing? If so, I didn’t bite; not yet. She knows how to knit and I need a cardigan!
The bad news is that our dog, about an hour ago, jumped up on a window and broke it. After cleaning up the glass, I was able to wrangle the storm into place (our windows are old) so that I am no longer heating my front yard. I am awash with ugly emotions. Luckily both children are asleep and I can hunch over some knitting and distract myself for a bit. This post is part of that distraction so let’s just move on.
Ribby Cardi calls me like a siren but I am going to put her off for a few days or weeks. I’d like to wrap some of my other projects. Nevertheless, I did cast on something entirely new this afternoon. Zander’s winter gear was next most important on my list because he is playing on the playground at preschool three days a week, at the very least. I started a Toasty Topper today with Cascade 220 Heathers in a blue color. Hopefully there will be enough leftover that I can also make him some mittens. If not, I know where to get more.
There is more to tell you my pretties, but I’ll save it for another day. I need to go do some knitting.