I have no beautiful photos to post today, but it was a productive day. I did several more rows on the Am Kamin sweater, and it is looking quite lovely. Not enough progress on that to bother with posting a photo. I also added a shawl collar and cuffs to a Ghost Print sweater I'd finished last month. My husband actually let me sleep in one Saturday and took the boys down to a yarn shop and bought me the yarn and pattern to make the sweater. With that big yarn, it was so fast and easy. I had it done in two days. But, I really made it too small. So, I bought back one of the balls of yarn I'd previously returned (yes, knit store owners, I'm sure you love people like me), and today I finally sat down and added the collar and cuffs. It looks much better now. Photos to follow.

I'm also almost finished with the second UGG boot. I'm SICK of it, though. I just want it to be done. I have two prototypes, which, like it or not, are going to be a pair. They do not look alike, but they are reasonable facsimiles of one another, and I'm sure as (*&(*^&* not taking the first one apart and making it match the second. Herein lies my problem with socks. Once I'm past the initial climax of finishing the first one, I'm over it. I just want to roll over and if I smoked, I'd have a cigarette. I don't want to make another one. I don't want to watch a movie twice, either. I'm a one time and out kind of girl.

Speaking of climaxing, I came up with a new word today to describe the addictive quality of knitting for me: Knitphrodisiac. That's what knitting is for me, a kniphrodisiac. Actually, if the truth be told, it is the STARTING of the knitting project that is the knitphrodisiac for me. After that, my interest wanes. Then I start another project to get my fix. And the cycle continues. Herein lies the answer to my many unfinished objects. I love the starting, it's the finishing I'm not into. Same with my stash. I can shop a whole lot faster than I can knit. And once the stuff is home with me, it isn't screaming at me anymore quite as loudly as it did in the store. Not to mention, I've got the umpteen unfinished objects hawking over me. And so it is, and so it shall be.
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