While I was cleaning the craft room last week, low and behold, guess what turned up? You guessed it - that Fingerless Gloves pattern. Great, I thought, now I have to dig through and clean up the other closet. Heavy sigh. Cleaning and organizing just isn't my thing. It was my mom's. My sisters both inherited it; but it totally skipped me. Well, I tackled the closet, because I knew that one glove and yarn was in there some where. A few hours, and a few discoveries later (when did I buy that fabric???), I found the ZipLoc bag with the one glove, the yearn and the started, but God knows which row I was on, other glove.
I ripped out the unfinished glove. Trying to figure out where I left off was a task that requires the patience of Job. I have no patience; okay, very little patience. I'm happily knitting along - cuff is done, thumb gusset is done, just about to start the fingers. Damn! I'm repeating the right-hand glove, instead of reversing it for the left-hand glove. Ripped it out again. (Insert VERY sad face.)
The third time 'round must have been charmed, because I finished the glove in record time for me. And now, without further ado....
Now I'm hoping for really cold weather again, so I can test them out. The store-bought Alpaca socks I have really keep my feet warm. I'm hoping the gloves will do the same for my hands. I always have cold hands and feet; drinking too much ice-water, I suppose.
Next on the craft table are these....probably the 1970s boxers instead of the 1940s version.
Though, Michel did say he would wear either pair. I may just get adventurous and sew both.
Till next time!
1 comment:
Just finished a pair of fingerless gloves for partner. He loves them. I made a pair for me with the fingers in and I love them, too. Fortunately, my pattern was the same for both right and left hands. Be well. Lane
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