It’s July, which means it’s often too hot to go outside and also there’s always the Tour de France to keep me company while knitting by the air conditioner. I love cycling because it doesn’t make me feel bad about my life. Like, sometimes when I watch stuff I find myself thinking “Hey, I should be out having adventures/torrid love affairs/fighting crime too instead of sitting here.” But when I see people riding bikes up a mountain on a hot day, I think “Better you than me. Should I get a beer?”
Also, there are ample boring parts should one need to count stitches and stuff. (I’m given to understand this is part of the appeal of baseball but I always feel like there it’s more a wait than a lull and it drives me nuts. Just throw the pitch already!)
All of which is to say, I’m knitting a lace shawl – this one, but mine still looks like this:
I’m past the easy part and at the part where you have to pay attention and also where the rows get long.
I’m also making a boring blue sweater. When I dug out my summer office sweaters they were fewer and shabbier than I was expecting. I searched the mall for some light cotton sweaters but, given the complete non-availability of such a thing, apparently I’m the only one who expects to spend much of the summer in an air conditioned office. (Probably everyone is out having adventures/love affairs/etc. Huh.)
So I bought yarn instead. At the rate I’m going I should have my summer sweater just in time for fall.