Conversations with my Sweater

Thanks to an unexpected afternoon off of work I finally had the time to washing and blocking my first sweater. It went something like this:

Me: alright you, in the wash you go
Sweater: hey, not so hot! I'm part wool, remember??!
Me: Oh shit! sorry about that.
Sweater: Ahhhh... cool water. That's much better.
Me: Ok, we'll just soak you for a few minutes there and I'll be right back.

30 minutes later

Sweater: Hey... hey... HEY! The water's freezing! Get me out of here!
Me: sorry... I got distracted
Sweater: It's a good thing you don't have any kids
Me: Geeze you're heavy when you're wet
Sweater: What's that supposed to mean??
Me: nothing, just, that you're well, not exactly a lightweight.
Sweater: Are you calling me fat?

after the first attempt at pinning

Me: Why is one sleeve longer than the other when I knit the exact same number of stitches?
Sweater: I don't know what you're talking about...
Me: Don't make me bust out the measuring tape
Sweater: You shouldn't have called me fat
Me: sigh Here we go again...




And for all you knit knackers, yes, those are your blanket squares still drying above the sweater.