Yesterday evening I got home after an abortive evening out (friend flaked at the last minute) and found myself seated on the couch with nothing but my Aeolian Shawl in arm's reach. I was highly amused to realize that I'd picked it up and worked a few rows without consulting the pattern. Guess I really am a Knitter now - I can memorize lace!
Finishing the scarf yesterday has done me a world of good. It was a bit like having some yarny sorbet to cleanse my palate. I still remember the dress, but fondly and without sympathetic muscle spasms in my arm. And now I'm looking forward to really getting my teeth into the shawl! For the time being, though, I'm determined to finish hubby's socks and the fluffy mauve scarf I'm working on.