Or, more specifically, no pizza until I finished the sweater. Which I had not yet cast on. Or chosen yarn for. But needed to be made with at least three colors. So I spent most of the dream rooting through my stash, which mysteriously consisted of horrible colors (camo green, hunter orange … even the navy blue managed to be ugly) in fingering weight yarns, trying desperately to find a color combo that wouldn't make me hurl.
This dream has many of the ingredients which I would consider a nightmare in a real project: fine yarn, color conflicts, and lots of loose ends to sew in.
So, with that in mind: look at what I bought this weekend at the NH Sheep and Wool festival!
Yes, that's lace yarn. 8 kilometers of it.
I'll let that sink in for a minute.
So … what was I thinking? Well, in my defense: it was on sale! 50% off! (and it was a kit, so I had to buy the strange oranges to get my hands on those lovely blues.) I know one doesn't usually go to sheep and wool festivals looking for a deal, but when something like this throws itself in your lap, how can you say no?
And those blues … oh those blues. I fell asleep last night imagining the amazing gradients you could make by holding three strands together, and changing colors one strand at a time.
So, lovely readers -- what would the ingredients of your knitting nightmare be? Have you ever knit a project that turned from a dream into a nightmare? Or maybe the other way around? And do you think I'm just a little bit crazy for buying this yarn, or would you have done the same thing in my place?