Something in my knitting plans has gone awry. Every single one of my projects (except the endless lace shawl, which I don’t even wanna talk about) is boring. Knit, knit, knit, knit, knit. Miles of mindless stockinette. Acres of dull ribbing. Where did it all go wrong? Let me show you.

Olive. This was fun while I was knitting the striped yoke, but now I face an entire sweaters-worth of stocking stitch, in dark grey 4ply yarn. I’m sure it will be gorgeous when it’s done, and the yarn is a dream to knit with (Miranda 4ply), but really, what was I thinking??

Spey Valley Socks, for Tony. The detail on the cuff was great fun to knit, and I love turning a heel, but now I face a long foot of ribbing. Dull, navy ribbing. Ouch.

Alexandria. Love the yarn (Sylvia DK), love the pattern, and I’m this close to finishing it, but I’m on the dull plain sleeves section, and I’ve lost all interest in it. I really want to wear this to Fibre Flurry though, so I’d better get on with it.

Handspun socks. These socks were ground breaking for me. My first major project with my own handspun. My first time on 2 circs. My first time at knitting two socks simultaneously. My first time at toe up. All great fun. But now I’m on the leg of both socks, 3×2 ribbing. And I have enough yarn to make them knee socks. ARGH!!!
So, I have multiple project boredom disorder. Must. Not. Cast. On. Anything. Else. Must. Finish. Something.
However boring.