The Dreaded WashCloth and Too Sick to Knit

Almost 2 weeks ago one of my best friends in the entire world got married down in Va Beach.  As I live way out of town I stayed with our other best friend in the entire world along with her wonderful husband and 4 children. BFF number 2 and her family happened to be sick. And because I have the immune system of someone who should be living in a plastic bubble I caught the bug.  I have been practically bedridden since I got back. As such, I’ve been too sick to knit.

Too. Sick. To. Knit. 

Literally too sick to sit up in my super comfy chair and hold knitting needles with one of my WIP draped beautifully over my lap.  Until yesterday that is.

Yesterday was the first day I felt like doing anything other than laying in bed with Vicks Vapor Rub slathered in layers over my body and bequeathing all of my worldly possessions to my friends via text.  So I drug myself to my super comfy chair and did two things.

1. Randomly started a blog about knitting. You are reading the consequences of that decision and what was probably an over dose of cough syrup now.  Sorry. 2. I debated for a good 15 minutes which WIP to start on. Problem is that they are all gifts for various friends and family and since my house was (and still very much is) a petri dish of germs I didn’t want to work on a project that could possibly get contaminated with whatever this funk is.

Me: Hi future sister in law, please accept this hand knitted cowl and hat along with a healthy dose of West Nile Virus. Happy Chanukah.

I decided to avoid that scenario altogether and work on the dreaded washcloth. 

Sigh.

3 months ago I bought 3 skeins of Lilly Sugar and Cream cotton yarn intent to knit up some quick washcloths. Not liking how thin they were I decided to learn how to knit with 2 strands held together; I MacGyver’d a Ziploc bag to hold the yarn so the strands wouldn’t get all tangled and set about my business.  And O my G-d it took forever to finish the first washcloth.  To tight stiches, to much attention for a simple garter stitch, Oy I was done.  I would just buy a dishcloth. Until yesterday when I decided that I would not buy any more yarn for future WIP’s until I used up the remaining 2 skeins in order to motivate myself to finish these friggin dishcloths.

That decision was heavily influenced by a large amount of cough syrup and sleep deprivation but apparently I mentioned this to my boyfriend and now it’s set in stone.  So while I finish up my convalescence I plan on knitting up these dishcloths and being done with it.  If nothing else, I will have hand knitted the very washcloths used to sponge down my fever ridden body, quite possibly saving my own life, if this funk takes a turn for another worst. Good thing I’m not melodramatic right? Right.