So… yeah.

It’s 1:40am on a Thursday morning and the only reason I’m sitting here typing is because I was stupid enough to take an Excedrin at 4pm today.  Well, yesterday.

Counting sheep definitely doesn’t work because then I start to wonder if they’re Wensleydale or Romney or Bluefaced Leicester and get all hung up on what kind of fleeces they should have and whether or not their polled and… it just goes downhill from there.

I’m surprisingly verbose after 1am.  Imagine that.  Must be all the caffeine overwhelming my system.

If you caught my tweet earlier today, you’ll know that I (briefly) jumped up and down with joy over the fact that Shibui Socks is officially in print.  I am so glad (and pleased with myself) to announce that.  Especially since having to respond to inquiries with the equivalent of “I don’t know – soon?” is a little disheartening.  But I survived the gauntlet (albeit a small one, only ten nine* patterns) and am still of sound enough mind and body to be pleased as punch.

So, I worked until 9pm tonight, writing and coding a Newsletter for Shibui that will formally introduce the booklets to the world at large.  Progress was made, but by 9pm I was ready to give in and go home.  Before I did (and while I was waiting for my ride), I introduced the traveling sock to the booklet.

And so they meet

The traveling sock wasn’t impressed.

Oh, well. I tried.

As I was sitting there (contemplating the feasibility of knitting for 1.5 minutes), I decided to share a super-cool little gadget I found at Utrecht.

Super-cool gadget

That’s not really a gadget. It’s a pencil case (I think). The best part is that all the little compartments are adjustable. Actually, no. The BEST part is that I got it for $2.95 and it was made in America.  Oh, and it keeps my notions organized (also a plus).

Seriously. I’m thinking of naming it.  Possibly ‘Frank’.

By the way, it (Frank?) got along fine with the booklet.

Then, just before my chariot arrived, I decided to let all y’all in on a little secret (but you can’t tell anyone!). Even though I am ardently and devotedly working on the Shibui Heichi booklet, I have been dreaming of other projects (and designs), and even made a little swatch in anticipation of the day when my last Heichi pattern has been submitted. Behold:

Secret Swatch

A Super Secret Swatch (yes, another one), knit with Madelinetosh Lace in “Graphite” on US 6 (4mm) needles. It is d e l i c i o u s. People go nuts when they see and touch it. I can’t wait to get succumb this particular Siren.

Eventually. Still have to finish the back of one sample and then knit the front of said sample.  Translation: I have to knit a sample.  Bah.

It’s 2:10am now and I’m finally getting drowsy.  I think I’m going to try and go back to bed.  Tomorrow (today) is looking to be a looong day.  Wish me luck.  And, yes, I know I’m weird at 2am.

*Due to space constraints we had to cut one of the patterns.  So sad.

Man, oh man.

Am I sick of swatching.  It seems like my life has been an endless series of small knit squares (and rectangles) for the past week…

Swatches

Swatches for a new Shibui booklet (with their new upcoming yarn, Heichi, a 100% silk tweed – yumm), swatches for a new line of yarns we’re going to be carrying, and swatches for swatches for swatches.  Or so it feels like.  I’ve also been working on some Top Secret projects, but can’t share them.  Lame, I know.

I can, however, share the Sock and Leverge (and new KnitPod):

Traveling Sock and Leverage

The Leverage crew have taken over our neighborhood (at work, downtown) again.  Is this the third or fourth time?  I really can’t keep track.  And as fascinating as it is to see them hustling about with giant spotlights and extras and all sorts of gadgets, it’s a pain in the tuckus.  It’d be nice to have our street back again.  Or, you know, one or two parking places.

Eh.  They’ll move on to their next location soon enough.  If they haven’t already.  This photo was from Friday.

In regards to work (aside from drowning in it), I’m developing my own version of Chaos theory:

Chaos breeds

And using my desk as the experiment.  A Nobel Prize is just around the corner.  I can feel it.

It sounds feasible, right?

Anyway.  You can see that I was proofing the upcoming Shibui Luxury booklet, which is gaining hearts all over ravelry.  Especially this cute little hat:

Elizabeth

Tessa (the model) rocked the heck outta that.  Of course, it is an awesome design.  Love the texture detail.  The hat is the most popular pattern in the booklet, which sorta makes sense to me… but my favorite is actually Eustacia:

Eustacia

It’s very, as we’ve been saying at work, ‘French Lieutenant’s Woman’.  I really want one.  Without the mohair, ’cause I just love things that give me hives.  Maybe with Suri alpaca, so I’d get the same halo… or with baby alpaca.  Hm.  Tempt-ing.

My bright spot on the horizon (amidst this endless sea of swatches*) is the imminent release of Shibui Socks.  I find it kind of hilarious (and a little disheartening) that the most popular pattern from the booklet on ravelry…

Brooklyn.  The rewrite of The Button-Up Socks, a Shibui pattern I wrote over three years ago.  We (Shibui and I) decided to include it in the booklet because sales were so low.  Hah.  Knitters are so funny.

Oh, well.  Maybe it just needed to be yellow.

It’s 10:30pm and I need to fold some more laundry.  Mom’s watching another episode of Criminal Minds, one of the worst FBI shows I’ve seen.  As likeable as the characters are, it’s just so inaccurate it makes me cringe.

At least I have my knitting.  Even if it is another d@mn swatch.

*How’s that for mixing my metaphors?

knitted out

And still have more to knit.  My mind is slowly dripping out my right ear.  This morning I redrafted the Modern Fisherman’s sweater*:

Modern Fisherman's sweater

Swatch and schematic. Will CO tomorrow.

Then knit some more on Diamondback sock#1 (which is also, incidentally my second Sockdown: September! pair):

Diamondback sock #1

The pattern’s been named thusly because it reminds me of Diamondback rattlesnakes.  After knitting an inch or two I made Emm help me clean the house (that was an uphill struggle).  The house is a little cleaner, finally.

And after that, I CO Sock #1 for Maggie:

Sock #1 for Maggie CO

Nancy Bush’s “Lativian Socks” from Folk Socks, which also neatly fit into the Sockdown: October! requirements.  I got as far as the lace on the cuff and had to quit.  My head hurts a bit.  And I’ve still got to work on my Fall-ing For Pratchett Swap stuff.  At least the gauge is enormous by comparison.

Fraggle Rock is providing a nice background and occasional distraction.  Jim Henson still kicks @ss.

Oh, well.  Time to go back to the salt mines.

*Thank you Montgomery County for making me take that term of mechanical drawing.

where I get the time

I’ve been asked several times, both in person and over the ‘net, where I find the time to knit so much. Personally, I don’t think I rack up that many FO’s, like the Harlot, but I mused about that today as I swatched for the modern fisherman’s sweater:

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In the time it took for Mum to “get around” for our hike up Mt Tabor, I had CO, knit the entire swatched chart and added on some ribbing on the top. And, no, I am not that fast a knitter. Mum is that slow a dresser. But, hey, I found the time to tackle one of the four swatches I’ve promise ShiBui this week. (I also made tons of progress on Stephie’s jaywalkers, between ’bouts of cleaning and decluttering.)

Mum and I went up Mt Tabor the long (i.e. not steep) way this evening and I feel the need to bring my camera. I managed two shots before twilight made it completely impossible to photograph anything else.

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We made it to the car just as the air turned silver and made way to our fav movie rental place. Right now we have to choose between:

  • The Complete First Season of Fraggle Rock (shriek!)
  • The Boondock Saints
  • A Collection of Fractured Fairytales
  • Wind That Shakes the Barley (Cillian Murphy… oh, my)

Hard choice, eh?

Time to eat dinner. Man, am I exhausted. I must have broken down over 40 cardboard boxes. Eugh. It was Mum’s turn to flood the garage today. We’re attacking it round-robin style. As I told the ‘rents, soon we’ll have the cleanest garage-floor in Portland.