A Challenge

A challenge has been laid down and I have decided to take it up. I might be insane, but I really hope not. I will start a knitting project during the Opening Ceremony of the Olympics, and finish it by the time the torch goes out.

Every project I start (minus the innumerable bibs and baby socks) seems to take at least a month to finish, though. This might be because I am not a monogamous knitter and tend to flit between projects like butterflies around a honeysuckle bush, but I refuse to let that stop me here. This is the nature of my personal challenge, after all. So, for the next two weeks I will pour my energy into a specific project, a gift for a good friend. If I manage to finish on time, I'll get my very own gold medal, and the knowledge that, for once, I got it done way ahead of time instead of looking through wrapping paper with one hand and running a hairdryer over the still-slightly-damp just-washed freshly-cast-off project with the other. Let the games begin.