There's that moment when you first fall in love when you start revelling in every little detail of your beloved, walking with a lighter step, making elaborate dreams for your future.
I am so there right now with Wollemeise's Handcharmers. I love the little buttons holes, the cast-ons, the cast-offs, the thumb gusset, the yarn.
I'm planning where I'll wear them. How I'll wear them. With what outfits. I'm imagining the gasps of delight when people spot them.
When you're in the early days of love, there are still signs, signs we willfully tune out, that this is not The One. He makes a comment about weight. He grunts when he eats. He shows up at his door in a bathrobe for your third date. The red satin sheets. That annoying little habit of getting down on his knees after sex and begging God's forgiveness. There are always signs.
You break up and repeat the same cycle with a guy who has marked similarities to the first.
Fortunately, I don't have to marry these Hand Charmers. I can have my fling with them and move on, because I'm already thinking about what yarn I will do these in next. Mardi Gras, natch.