Mine is in the washer, hopefully felting to perfection. I have become truly obsessed with this craft we call knitting. I sat down around 9:00 tonight with a project in my head - no pattern - just some inspiration. Here I am 4 1/2 hours later, waiting to see if it felts to become anything close to what I had in mind. Now, I have to be up at 6:00 a.m. to get myself ready for work and the kids off to school. Any sane person would have put the needles down and tucked herself in at least by 11:00, but NOOOOOOOOOO - not I.
In my defense, part of my nightowledness tonight was due to a movie I have been wanting to see - The Other Boleyn Girl - that I knew H would not want to see. So I indulged in some late night movie watching while I knit. But the movie has been over for a couple of hours now, so I will admit, it has been creative genius (madness) that has kept me up into the wee hours.
Yawn! The felting is done. The project is a little cutie pie, if I say so myself. It is extremely impractical, which makes it all the cuter. I'll try to post some pics tomorrow. Right now, I've got to get a little shuteye. Or maybe cast on that second sock that's been haunting me . . .