When I took this photo yesterday morning, I still had a few ends to weave in – and if you look closely you’ll see there was a little inch-long hole on the seam near the neckline. But now the oatmeal sweater is DONE, and I even wore it out last night for a writing get-together with a friend. Of course, I also spilled hot chocolate on it, and there was a smelly guy at the next table and even though we eventually moved to a new table, the sweater still picked up a little of the stench (he was a really smelly guy). It was a little like a Seinfeld episode, to be honest. But when you’ve just turned 40, pretty much everything that happens starts to look like a metaphor for turning 40, and this sweater is no exception. (And P.S. – It’s warm and soft and lightweight and fits perfectly. And yes, there are hot chocolate stains on it, but if anyone asks, I’ll tell them it’s the blood of my enemies.)
Among many other books, I’m reading Shobha Rao’s collection of linked stories, An Unrestored Woman, and it’s good so far – though I’m on such a history kick that sometimes I forget to return to it. Including it in this photo was my way of giving myself a reminder.
Yarn Along is hosted by Ginny on her blog, Small Things.