My tote runneth over

Our knitting group meets on Tuesdays, now at Padgett Station, where you can get sweet or savory crumpets, house salad involving goat cheese and figs, many a drink involving espresso, fancy cocktails, and Tuesday also happens to be $3 night for organic beer, sangria, or triple rum cooler!

Last week, I was waiting for M to pick me up and thought I’d clean out my knitting tote, which has been getting heavier - many a knitted bit going in, very few coming out. It was filled to overflowing.

I took inventory. I am embarrassed. It’s a graveyard of temporarily abandoned work. We have:

A slightly rumpled Bjerk. Complete to armpits, yet still sleeveless.

Vogue with the bobble pattern, now missing cover and TOC page.

Front and back of garter baby sweater. Again, no sleeves. Not useful for cool weather or people with arms.

Bobble mess.

First attempt at garter stitch sweater. Pattern worked fine, but I ran out of yarn. Again, great for the armless.

Oh look, more bobble cardi pieces.

Goodness. Forgotten all about the Kyoto sweater that I’d gone back to after forgetting about it for quite some time.

Thwarted attempt at Trellis scarf from Interweave.

And in the very bottom, a reminder that, first of all, I never finished reading that Fiber Arts magazine, and I apparently left off on page 190 when I had to return Baghdad Burning to the library…

In the end, I was so overwhelmed that I loaded the tote back up, put it in the corner, and took my backpack instead.