Prodigal Sweater Returns
So, I thought I had pulled down from the attic the last box of my “small clothes” months ago. (The “small clothes” I had saved over the years were women’s Medium or size 8.) The only thing that concerned me was that I had not yet run across the gorgeous Lopi (Icelandic) sweater my mother had knit for me years ago. When I thought about it, I felt anxious, hoping my mom wouldn’t ask me about it, hoping I hadn’t been stupid enough to get rid of it or frog it to re-use the yarn.
Yesterday, I decided to do a mini-reorganization of my yarn stash in the attic b/c I was conecerned that the plastic dresser things were getting warped. Well, as I was moving things around, I ran across a box labelled “Women’s M”, and when I opened it, the Lopi sweater was right on top. WHEW! I tossed it down into the house and went through it later. As I was putting clothes into the dirty laundry to have the “I’ve been in a box for many years” smell washed out of them, it occurred to me that they were all too BIG for me now. How ironic! I never would have expected that!
The sweater looked absolutely hugenormous to me, but there’s no way I can get rid of it. It’s gorgeous! My mom knit it for me! I love it! How could I possibly pass it on to someone else??? This morning, I measured it, and it’s approximately 42″ around at the chest w/o stretching it. Yupp, way to big for me. Know what, though? I’m still going to wear it when we go to the snow. If it keeps me warm (and it will; I’ll probably end up sweating in it!), who cares if I look fat in it? After all, Nana knit it.
See what I mean? Innit great?