Weeks passed, and the pattern became available. But by that time, I was in financial crunch mode, so the promise became, "The minute I can afford the yarn for it, I'm going to cast-on."
But by the time I could afford to buy a sweater's worth of yarn, my workload had risen up like a monster from a Calvin and Hobbes strip and devoured me. So it became "The minute I have time for another project..." and once that cleared up, "The minute I get the pattern from the designer..." (She has a fantastic alternative method of payment where you trade her a few pages of your family story for one of her patterns.)
And then "The minute my yarn comes in the mail..."
The minute the yarn came in the mail, I had a stack of reading, writing, and other class and work projects looming, aside from my own neglected novel WIP. But by that point I was sick of delaying sweater gratification, so I cast-on anyway.
I'm about four inches into the back.


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