I know I haven't knitted on you in a while, and for that I am truly sorry. It's not your fault. Really. It's just that it's getting so cold out now and even if I did get you finished I probably wouldn't wear you until the spring. It just wouldn't be fair to you, to languish in the sweater bin, looking on hopefully as your thicker, woollier brothers and sisters got taken out and worn with pride. I just can't do that to you. You understand, don't you?
No, it's not that your yarn is super thin and it seemed like it took forever to finish the first sleeve. No, I'm not tired of magic looping sleeve number two. I'm actually really looking forward to finishing it. Yes, I know you've heard me grumble under my breath, but I didn't mean it, honest. I love the way the two colours I chose for you are working together. I know I have mentioned once or twice that I'm a little nervous about how the transition between the two colours on the body section might hit me in an unflattering spot, but I swear that it won't stop me from finishing you.
It's just that it's getting on for winter, and I'm just not feeling the lace knitting right now. Please understand. I have every intention of honouring my pledge to finish you, just not right now. Not while there is snow on the ground. Not while I have at least two sweaters worth of chunky weight yarn in my stash that need my attention. (Okay, confession, Lace Weight, there is some sport weight yarn that needs knitting up too, but you and I both know I've had that pullover in my "favourites" on Ravelry for months now - it may even predate my purchase of your pattern)
And to be fair, lovely Lace Weight Cardi, I have knitted another one of you. She's Madelinetosh Prairie Lace and to be perfectly forthcoming, she hasn't seen a lot of action outside of the sweater bin, so you see? It all makes sense. I'm perfectly justified in my decision to set you aside. Don't think of this as "goodbye". It most certainly is not. Think of this as "until we meet again", in sunnier days, when the grass is green and the flowers are in bloom and there's just a little chill in the air that makes me think "I really could use a light little lace weight cardigan right about now". Then I will think of you, all beige and dusty pink with that little hit of angora fuzz, just waiting for me to pick you up and finish what we started so many months before.
Have faith, Lace Weight Cardi. I will return.
Love,
Helen
