Weekend FO

The first FO of 2017!

Pattern: Cable Yoke Jacket by Kyoko Nakayoshi
Yarn: Sublime Chunk Tweed, 19 balls
Needle: 5.5mm, 6mm
Mods: A few. I didn't measure the body, just kept knitting until it was right, so it has come out longer than it is meant to I think. I did a full band of buttons, too. I decided it would be annoying if I had my hands full and the bottoms kept flapping open. It meant I was able to use up a whole set of black glass buttons.
I also added a small phone pocket, which has turned out to be a little too short, in spite of my knitting it to what seemed an inch too long. No matter. I just need to remember not to bend over while my phone is in it. Famous last words.

I can't believe how long this took, but I was away for so much of February, by which point it was huge and heavy, that it's not really a surprise. I have been wearing it all today and it is snug without being overwhelming.

This has (a) been in my queue for donkey's years, (b) used up two stash items, one extremely bulky and (c) been my first go at mitred corners and this type of construction: knitting the yoke, picking up and knitting down. That puts it in at least three categories for this year's knitting challenge.

I have a bit of malaise about what to cast on next, though.

Where I am

Today last year, at around 6.30, my current boss rang me to offer me the job I started in September. It was fateful, because Mr Z had just suggested I open a bottle of prosecco so that he might have some wine with which to make risotto. "No, I don't want to jinx it," I replied, "although actually, I could just take a picture of it and put it on Facebook, and everybody would wet themselves." Within seconds, the phone rang and the prosecco became a necessity.

Just realised I shared this in a post last year; isn't it funny how some moments stick so vividly in the memory?

I jumped up and down whilst on the phone, to the point where Mr Z was doing the Ross-squeezy-hands gesture and mouthing CALM DOWN at me.

Well, it was a scary day because I had to quit the job of my adult life, but I can report that it is working out swimmingly, and I am having a great time. Today particularly, because I went to the pub with my colleagues and was plied with free tequila, because the live-in pub manager is observing in my history department at the moment with a view to becoming a history teacher. This is probably partly the reason for my feeling particularly pleased today, but only a small part.

I skipped February blogging, but in my defence, I was working every weekend. I managed to end up on the ski trip! Go me. More on that tomorrow, I expect.

Happy one year anniversary of taking the plunge to me.