Blogger and I are not getting on very well today. This'll make the third time I've tried to write about this.
Okay, the whole premise of today's entry is about my apparent inability to actually finish any damn thing. (Including, it would seem, writing about it.) I was going to tell you all about how in 2002 and 2003 I started really knitting and racked up several gazillion half finished things. Then I got bored and wandered off.
I started quilting again, and very quickly amassed another kilo-gazillion of UFOs or UnFinished Objects. I did finish some things, but not nearly so many as I started. Anyway, I'd decided I'd had enough, declared Tuesdays to be UFO day (no working on new projects) and started to make some headway. I worked on Rowan's castle quilt
Rowan's Castle Quilt (1 block of 20)
I worked on Morgan's grandmother's fan quilt. I finished a baby quilt for Rhiannon's father's new baby. . . . .
And then I started knitting again.
I love knitting. I do. I love quilting as well. They both satisfy my creative urges, and I truly believe in my heart of hearts that if I keep at it I can be good. You know, not just "that doesn't suck" but actually good.
Now, to be fair to me, I picked up and finished a shawl I'd started over a year ago. It turned out pretty well, and Rhi wants me to knit her one. So, currently I'm working on a Slytherin scarf, a DNA cable scarf in heathery grey, and a shawl for Rhiannon's birthday. Lest I accidentally finish one of those, I'm also contemplating making myself a halter top based on the pattern found here. I watched geek TV and made swatches last night.
Sometimes I really get on my nerves.