You see that? It’s what is left of L1’s sweater I was making him for his 35th birthday. He turned 36 in December. Yes, I’m that brilliant of a wife. Once upon a time those balls were two sleeves and about 10 inches of the body of a really great sweater. But I didn’t enjoy working on it AT ALL. I was feeling guilty when I didn’t work on it, but unhappy when I did knit it. It was not a good combination.
So as I finished this sweater I knit for a friend:
I frogged L1’s sweater. Dear as Tracey is to me, she isn’t my husband. But she got a sweater from me (or will soon, it’s in the mail!) and L1 didn’t.
He takes it all in stride and has happily agreed to a lovely zipper front sweater vest (no sleeves, hurray!). The yarn has been ordered for it because, sadly, the fiber I was using for the frogged sweater is not the right weight. I think it’s going to go toward my boy’s birthday sweater (whatever that might be!) this coming summer. Lest you think L1 is a complete saint, I have knit him a completed sweater in the past, sleeves included:
Now I think I’ll keep knitting the sweater for me…