It didn't used to be this bad, but DH no longer gets home by 2pm. It makes a huge difference when you know that shortly after noon you will no longer be alone. My uncle lives next door and has come over in the evenings quite a bit lately, which is nice, because this seems to fall right about 5pm. It really is a sanity saver.
On the bright side, today, I did get a good hour to knit uninterupted. I started my 3rd Rogue sweater. Yes, you heard that right. My third. I knit the first one for DH for my knitting Olympics project. I knit the second for my Mom about Christmas time (which I never got a picture of and which she managed to felt slightly the first wash out). This third one is finally for me. All me. I am making a cardigan version. I'm not really much of a pullover jacket kind of girl, but I would love a hooded cabled jacket. I have over 1500 yrds of beautiful green recycled wool. It has taken me over 6 months to find a wool sweater large enough for this project. Especially one that I liked the color and was soft enough. I love this color. It is stunning. The stitch definition is fabulous. The sweater is going to be perfect. I think the price is going to help make up for the $90 I spent on yarn for the Nantucket jacket. At $1 for one sweater and $90 for the other I think they even out. I laugh, though, because I know the zipper is going to cost more than the yarn for this sweater.
I started it on Tuesday evening and I just joined the pockets, which means that I'm most of the way up to the armpits. This pattern gets faster each time I knit it. I wonder who I'm going to knit the next one for. I think I'm in love.
I have already abandoned the pretty Cookie A. sock. I finished the first sock in a little over 24 hours, but the swoosh doesn't go all the way across the toe and it doesn't look right. I need to wrap my head around the math and try to figure out if I did something wrong, or if Cookie wrote the pattern so that only the largest, or smallest sPublishize swooshes right. If it's the latter, that means I need to do some recalculating. My brain just hasn't been up to that, so it just sits and languishes in it's zip lock bag.
And now it's almost 6pm and I need to cook some hamburger or dinner won't be on the table in time. Just 30 more minutes until DH gets home :D