Disqualified

So, I have disqualified myself from the Ravelympics. I am that one that they discovered doping before the Opening Ceremony.

I meant to swatch last night. Just to make sure I got gauge. I even put down the swatch and made a few stitch markers that the pattern called for. But I could not leave it. I am on Row 26 of a 68 row pattern. I just cannot stop. But I had to come here and confess.

I have a few excuses lined up to provide explanation. First, the yarn. Oh this yarn is a luxury, smooth and almost silky. Just about the nicest thing I have knit with in quite some time. Then there is the pattern' it is way too addictive. Little yarnover holes magically lining up, growing so quickly, pretty pretty pretty. Third, I have never been good with rules. Even ones I set arbitrarily on myself. I just cannot play along well.


The redeeming factor in this all is one I stated above. I am on Row 26 of 68 rows (minus an ending border). So I would have been through the piece before the Tuesday premiere of gymnastic competition. Not the best choice for a knit that was meant to challenge one to finish in 12 days...not if this one is going to take 3 or 4. I thought because it was lace and so very pretty in these pictures of Carrieoke on her wedding day, well, I just thought it would take a little bit more time.

Now, I gotta go. Finale of SYTYCD is on and my knitting is calling. There is a chance WEBS will deliver this by Monday and I could cast on for the most popular knit in the world. But, you know WEBS. If it does some I think that is the next project up. I think I will love the Cascade Venezia as much as the RCY.

Thanks for hearing my confession. Now, back to the knit.