The oven worked. Low heat, big pan, door open, frequent turning.
Good thinking. Where would I be without you guys? (Besides sleeping in a damp wool-smelling bed….which I think is sort of sexy, but I do not sleep alone.)
Go look at this. I thought my project was big.
I was wrong.
The Big Pink Thing is done.
It was actually done yesterday at about 5pm, right before I went to knit-night. I put it in the washer with a little woolwash, soaked it for 10 minutes (I would ususally go longer, but time is not on my side here.) then put it on the spin cycle to get it as dry as possible, spread it on my bed (it did not fit. We have a queen size bed. This should tell you something of the bigness.) and left. I was hoping, for reasons that are too optimistic and stupid to believe now, that it would be dry when I got home. Not so much. Today, after sleeping in a damp, wool smelling bed, I have been drying it with a hair dryer while a fan blows over it. I am very, very open to other ideas – as is Joe…who also slept in a big damp bed.
Send evaporation thoughts. Big Pink Thing needs to make the evening courier run to be in it’s new home on time and I am opposed to mailing damp knitwear.
As for what Big Pink Thing is, or why it has been knit…all will be revealed in the fullness of time. (That’s Monday.)