When I count my blessings, I include my partner’s delight in my hobbies. He doesn’t do anything crafty himself, but he loves that I do, and he’s interested enough that I’m secretly worried that one day I’ll come home and find him casting on with my best sock yarn hehehe.
A couple years ago I knit him a hat for Christmas. It’s one of his prized possessions, he wears it every day in the winter, and the first winter he had it, he annoyed all our colleagues by showing it off and saying how awesome it was that I made it for him. (Like I said, counting my blessing with this one.)
the beloved hat, when it was new and shiny
I used Cascade 220 and by now, after two winters of hard use, it’s a bit pilly and I told my man that it was time for me to knit him a new hat. He told me I could go ahead and do so, but he would still wear the original so he didn’t see a point in my effort. Ok, that’s one thing off my to-do list I suppose.
So, you can imagine how much he freaked out when he lost his hat last week. Besides the emotional trauma, it was quite cold for Cincinnati and we walk about 1.3 miles to work each day.
As soon as we were sure that the hat was indeed lost, I entered Emergency Knitting Mode and got to work on a replacement with bulky yarn I had in the stash, using the same pattern as the original. I put things on the back burner that probably should have been on the dinner table already to make progress – it’s a brioche pattern, so even this bulky knit was slow going.
And then of course, he found his hat slipped behind some furniture at work where it didn’t really make sense for a hat to be.
Now there’s this half-knit hat lying around, that I don’t love enough to finish but don’t hate enough to frog. Now that it’s not Emergency Knitting, I don’t have any passion for this project at all. What to do?