I've decided that yarn projects are like dating. About a month ago I consummated a blind date with a Fair Isle Tam kit I picked up when I was in Washington. Like most blind dates, I wasn't sure how it would all turn out, but was willing to try. I loved it, it was fun....I got all lit up and decided that I should do this again. In fact, I decided to design my own Fair Isle Tam. I started searching sites for suitable matches to my inspiration. I was all giddy anticipation, romantic delusions in place. Would this all work out, would there be a happy ever after? And then reality strikes, oh my.....hmmmm......this yarn doesn't quite have the texture I was looking for, that's ok...I can compromise a little. I stare at the yarn, it stares back. There is an awkward silence.
It is time to commit, to cast on, to actually get started. What do I do? The dishes, the laundry, anything but cast on and commit to my fantasy of trying to create something with these 10 balls of fingerling color. I can do this...really, it's just a matter of ...ummmm.....casting forth, I mean on. But what if I get it all wrong, I internally wail. What if it is awful?
Sigh....I guess I will never know unless I at least commit to a second date with this yarn. As I said, I am having a small commitment issue. Well, I can always kick it to the street if it does me wrong and then start searching the Internet for a better match - one more my type.
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