It's true. It's sad, but it's true. Originally I loved her. I was infatuated with her, but alas, the honeymoon is over and now I want to throw her into a bonfire using all of my "Chicken Soup for the Soul" books as kindling.
The lavender color that I thought was wonderful has lost its luster. The yarn which I found intriguing and cottony good, no longer suits my tastes. I am just not happy in my relationship with said sweater, but I am not sure how to break it off. We've come a long way together. I spent countless hours casting her onto my needles. I counted, counted and recounted. I finessed and babied. I gave and gave and got nothing in return. Do I turn her lose, part ways as amicably as possible, or do I give it another try, realizing that she will never be what I want her to be?
I am not sure if it's that I just can't see where she's headed. Maybe it's because it's my first relationship with a sweater and it takes some getting used to. Maybe I set my standards too low or perhaps too high.
For whatever reason this is not working for me and I don't know how to get out of it. I have caught myself spying new projects and different sweaters, pondering what seaming would be like, craving something new. Then I spy Lavendar sitting there lonely and hoping that I will pay her some attention. Then the guilt sets in and I return to her once again, making nice and trying to make it work.
I give up
In other news, our house is officially consumed by cat hair and litter. I have given up, threatening to rid Chez Ragged of everything except knitting supplies, two changes of clothes (one for me and one for Cynical, both to be selected by me), an air mattress and MMs. Simplicity I am convinced will help us fight off the onslought of kitty-related nastiness. Everything is coated by cat hair. Cynical has conceded to a fancy broom appliance type of thing, but I seriously doubt that it will solve this issue.
Someone shoot me, I have now blogged about cat hair twice.
On the up side
It's a good hair day for me, too bad I am once again dressed like a retired librarian.
Above is a photograph of blossoms that we passed during our geocaching excursion on Sunday. The park was beautiful and the trees fragrant. Again, this is my new "happy place". I may be living there soon, sleeping in the gazebo if we don't get our house under control.
Monday, April 10, 2006
My sweater sucks and other sad true stories
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6 comments:
Ya know, you could take the sweater you have fallen out of love with and use it to wrangle the cat hair!
Maybe you should consider relationship couseling. Maybe with a mediator you and your article can see past your differeces and mend the relationship. Or maybe a clean break is better. Just light a match.
I know another knitter that falls in and out of love with her sweaters. She usually leaves them on the needles for months or even years before returning to them. Sometimes she finishes them, sometimes not. Good Luck in your decision.
I'd like to learn more about geocaching. How do I find out about it? Is there a site to go to? I think my gson would love it! Sounds like something we could do together this summer.
No matter how long it takes, I think you should have blind faith and finish the sweater. That way you can know for sure if you are in or out of love. Someone else might love it if you don't. :)
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