OK, so everyone talks about startitis in knitting, how we can't find our mojo and find just the right project to jump start our desire. But what about the serious ailment of finishitis, where you have now started so many projects there is no way you will finish any of them in three life times.
Now I am not talking about the usual UFO's every knitter has languishing in the bottom of her knitting basket. No, I am talking about the knitter who within a matter of days begins 8 projects, because she wants to see how the new yarn from the recent fiber festival looks in lace or the project you just have to start for a sweater for you husband because God forbid you not have a easy, shmeasy stockinette project on the needles for potential movie dates.
Even though you haven't been to the movies since way before Christmas. (I know this because the Neilson guys called yesterday to survey me about new movies and I was sooo long from seeing a current film he quickly said thanks but no thanks, pretty boring life when the Neilson guys don't even think you are interesting. They get paid to find everything you do interesting.)
And then there are the projects you cast on just to test drive a new lace stitch pattern and before you know it you have knit the beginning of a beautiful shawl but abandon it for cables.
The cables are part of the top down Aran you have designed for your 20 something daughter and then abandon because she won't be back from Costa Rica until May and certainly won't be wearing this puppy until next October.
Then there is the baby sweater you must start for the baby shower this weekend. (That one is actually close to the finish line. It is pinned out and drying right now.) But what is a baby sweater with out a baby hat to go with it. So that one was cast on last night in a moment of such weakness I could weep.
Then the kid Silk haze crack Falling Leaf scarf that I am teaching within a month so of course I must cast on for the sample of the scarf right this moment. (Do you see the theme of "right this moment", running through this post.)
Oh, and let's not forget the STR Holidaze colorway knit into a beautiful Old Shale pattern sock, inspired by Anne Hanson's latest sock gorgeousness. The woman is an evil temptress, don't you think.
And the pattern I promised a friend I would rewrite for her with charts for her cables rather than the Marquis De Sade directions that came with a kit she purchased in Canada 3 years ago and has stalled mightily. (No joke, these directions would have given Einstein a headache so you can imagine what they are doing to my pea sized brain.) I have thrown the reams of written directions away and am just charting from the grainy, out of focus 4" x 5" picture on the front of the pattern.This required a little drive around the park to see how the cables look compared to the picture.
Oh, and the very hip and stylish Chic Cable and Lace sweater from SweaterBabes.com. Gorgeousness, but not a bulky enough yarn, so the gauge is not quite right. Of course, I knew this 9 1/2 " ago, yet I continued to knit in the hopes the gauge would bloom in the width I really needed. Now that it is an 11" cowl I am willing to admit defeat and find another yarn. ( In my defense I almost never work with yarns at this gauge so it is like traveling in a foreign land without knowing the language. That's my story and I am sticking to it.)
There, I feel much better now. This must be what confession feels like. I have admitted I have a problem but I don't see any solution in my future. I just signed on to teach 5 new classes which will all need samples knit before I can teach.
Is there a cure for finishitis?
And did I mention I started sewing tote bags because obviously I have sooo much free time. I need professional help...maybe if I start running with scissors ...