Mar 18 2008
The call
I just couldn’t help it again. That thing called. The thing called The Caftan Pullover. I have so many things to do and finish before I should even thinking about touching anything else, but…. you know how these things work. It is like when the Chocolate calls your name in the supermarket. You just happily turn your head, and reach out for it.
The same thing happened yesterday with this pullover. I swear I heard my name from my knitting basket. It might be because this is the first project I make with the yarn recommended, and it makes me more excited. And this yarn is beautiful! Such a great stich definition, beautiful hand, and that drape! Yay! A very expensive way of having fun, but - hell, I deserve it.
And yesterday I deserved it well enough. Finally - and after a bad, bad argument - I handed my notice to quit to my bitchy boss.
And guess what happened at the end of that same day. She asked me in, and told me confidentially that she is going to leave too, before the end of the year. And because it would be too much effort to find a new PA until then, and for such a short period of time, is it possible that we can work together for the rest of the time? Now what could I say?
I said until I can’t find anything better, I will stay, but as soon there is an opportunity, I will leave.
I felt so exhausted when I got home, and you agree that my brain needed some calming balm. And this knitting was it. Made me totally happy just to see how fast it went, and how even the stitches look. And I love that cool, silky feel on my hands. I can’t wait to finish it and wear it, and I pray it would look nice on me.
I highly recommend this yarn, and this pattern for all those suffering from a bitchy boss.
If only I could get my hands on Norah Gaughan’s new booklets from Berroco! I would possibly go into her office, knock her to the wall with her table, and tell her exactly what to do instead of pestering the poor, hard working women in the laboratory.
Then I would go home, singing, and knitting away.
