. . . I think.
I am no longer making dish/washcloths at a frantic pace and I even finished a sock, knit a pair of slippers for Hubby, and started slippers for the kids. I think this a step in the right direction.
Hubby’s slippers, pre-felting, are so big that when I put my hand into them they reach my elbow.
The obsession started over at the Ravelry group Reclaiming the Home, a challange was issued to knit ten dishcloths by the end of December. Since Thanksgiving, when I started the challange, I have knit twenty-one. Yes, that’s right, TWENTY-ONE! They are so addictive; great for playing with color combos and patterns, and so quick to knit. So, here are the rest of the dishcloths . . .
Darn… I’m too late! I had visions of setting up a little ‘knitting addicts curiosity show.’ I’d be on display as ‘bites off more than she can chew,’ knitting 3 stitches on each of my projects in turn, and I pictured you next to me as ‘the amazing dishcloth producer.’ Incidentally, Em was to be a mummy-esque version of the human sock yarn skeiner. Hmmm… not only am I too late, I may have gone off the deep end as well!
Betty, I think you dug the deep end yourself before you fell into it! :-)
21 dishclothes. All I can say is “Damn!!!”