
To fill the void that shipping out all the Christmas presents left, I cast on a jumble of stitches to make what I hope will be a quick hat. Nevermind that in the process of sifting through yarns and needles in various drawers and in-progress bins, I came across a dozen temporarily abandoned projects left to languish on needles I'd forgotten were part of my repertoire. Among the ranks: a sweater I started a decade ago in style that is no longer mine, a couple of scarves for The Mr. that never progressed past the cast-on, and a hat for some mystery recipient I can't quite place. So I've probably got no business starting a new knit, but, clearly, I have a history of ceding to knitting compulsions I can't realize.