The thing about being stuck in the house so much (flight of the school holidays being grounded first due to me, and now due to poor old snuffly Grumbles) is this: you sure as heck get loads of knitting done!
That blue mess in the picture above, my friends, is one nearly completed Joy cardigan (pattern from Nectar by Kim Hargreaves). I've got half a sleeve and the neckband to go and that's it for the knitting. After that it's the simple matter of seaming it all together (bleugh) and then throwing the cardigan in the washing machine to shrink it to the correct size.
Yes, you heard me right: this cardigan needs to be shrunk. The instructions say so - knit large, then shrink. If only my gut wasn't arguing. Or my brain. It's developed a keening wail that goes something like this: "Don't do it, Jorthy! What if it all goes terribly, terribly wrong? All that knitting down the drain!"
I keep trying to reason with myself - it IS Rowan Denim. It's designed to shrink! It's totally all part of the plan. Everything will be juuuuuuuuuust fine.
If only my sphincter would agree. Sigh. Who knew knitting could be so STRESS inducing!