Isobel's Cardigan

I have finally finished writing up my report for work - 17,000 words in 6 days. Don't want to do that again! I can almost not bear to be typing, but I've been waiting to put up the photos of the finished cardigan for ages. In fact, we are going down to meet Isobel for the first time tomorrow, and looking after her whilst the parents watch a rugby match.

I'm quite pleased with the result, however now a little worried that it won't fit her - she's 9lbs 6 already! - but there's not much that can be done now. It's the most complicated thing I've ever made, and for someone who only started knitting a few months ago, I think I can be proud :) I learnt a few new techniques too: picot edge (really like this one), three needle bind off (much easier than I expected and rather neat) and picot bind off (bit fiddly, not to be done when hormonal).

Actually haven't had time for any projects lately, after typing an average of 2,500 words a day my hands weren't really up to it. But watch this space - I have many things lined up!

As for other things in my life, hmmm. I haven't really had a life for a week. I finally caved in and spent some of the money I've been frugally saving for an almost certain period of unemployment in April (I'd better be, there is knitting and painting to do!). Willis has been waking us up at 6am by chatting to herself in cat language and sitting on my chest purring. The family laugh at us. Husband has a new haircut and has turned into a preener. It's temporary I'm sure, but a little odd to watch. I have to start a new project for work on livestock and the thought of it makes me want to drive a cactus up my anus. I'm looking forward to it that much, really. I have an appointment in February that I am anxious about.

Goodbye x