I’ve just discovered that I’ve finished about eight different projects in the past month and a half.
And now I’m suffering a bit. Is there an opposite to startitis? I keep looking at my WIPs, UFOs, and of course my rather formidable (12 page!) queue on Ravelry, wondering where to begin. I don’t want to work on any of it.
I did manage to finish up two small projects before this anti-startitis hit, my handspun socks:
which I might not be keeping because short row heels fit me terribly, and I’m not entirely sure why I decided to use them in the first place, but I also finally finished some booties:
which are so adorable and so, so tiny and I really hope they fit the baby that they’re meant for.
I’m also ashamed to admit that I started said booties in early March, did all of the knitting in about four hours, and then it’s taken me until now to weave in all the ends and sew on the buttons. I’m terrible.