My knitting seems to constantly repeat itself. This past week is the perfect example. Last week, I was so hopeful. My sweater for myself was going well and I had started on a dress for Lizzie. But, as I pointed out in our chat over coffee just the next day, the sweater doesn’t fit and I started a hat. (The hat is now an FO so it’ll show up here later. Or not at all as it’s, well, a basic ribbed hat.) And I haven’t felt like working on Lizzie’s dress which I feel guilty about but I’ll get over it.
That’s my pattern: Make lots of progress on a sweater, then it screeches to a halt. Start something boring and basic then finish it. Then make something that’s a bit more exciting but nothing too out of my comfort zone.
Alas, that’s exactly what’s happened. My only current WIP actively being worked is a pair of Monkey socks for my mother-in-law. I made her a pair of socks several years ago and she still wears them all the time, falling apart as they are.
These are very comfortable knitting. It’s a pattern I’ve made a handful of times, in a yarn I’ve used many times, as well (NFC Studio Sock). Great watching-TV-with-Lizzie knitting or riding-in-the-car knitting or even my-computer-takes-too-long-to-log-in knitting.
Déjà vu ain’t always a bad thing.