Snowmageddon decided to waltz right through Minneapolis on the same day that I rediscovered this bulky scarf hiding in the back of our closet. This same bulky scarf that makes Darrin smirk and say “Well doesn’t that look nice?” whenever I toss it over my coat because he knows how frustratingly long it took me to knit this stupid thing last
fall winter spring err…year. How a small section of this scarf is actually a bit thinner and less bulky than the rest because I ran out of yarn and failed in my attempts to match the new with the old. How much work I neglected while hastily knitting row after row after row trying to finish before the entirety of winter just melted away without giving me the opportunity to relish in that strange pride that comes from homemade things. I had finally knotted the last row when suddenly SPRING! Sunshine! Little birdies! My fun fall project had morphed into a race against time and ended as a dreary reminder of my DIY incompetencies.
So Darrin KNOWS how very real last year’s scarf-knitting struggle was.
[And, I suppose, the melodrama of the whole endeavor]
But not this year! Snowmageddon is currently dancing through the Minneapolis streets, and I’m looking forward to wearing last year’s laborious project and receiving pity compliments from the husband ALLLL season long. I mean, Snowmageddon arriving on the same day that I unpacked this scarf?! Must be the universe saying, “YOU GOT THIS, GIRL. GO START ANOTHER ONE FOR NEXT WINTER.”