I will not be (certainly not in the next year or two!) knitting anything for my husband. There. He has asked me, previously, to knit him a fine gauge grey sweater. I knew THAT would be a bad idea. I’m not that great a sweater-knitter and he is too darned picky and I knew I would HATE him if I spent hundreds of hours knitting an expensive garment that he would never wear. Call L.L. Bean or Land’s End, I said.
Last year he was looking over my shoulder when I was browsing a Knit Picks catalog and said, oooh, can you get some of THAT yarn and make me a hat? The yarn in question was alpaca/silk/wool. He has worn it two or three times.
I had several skeins of handspun that I was going through, selecting which to bring to the Guild Christmas party exchange. He picks up one of the skeins and says, don’t give this one away, make me a hat from it. Okay, I say. I proceed to make the hat. I finish the hat. He puts hat on his head for approximately 3 seconds and says, too big, and it is too pink. I nearly killed him! He ASKED me to use this VERY YARN! He didn’t even make a show of thinking about the hat!
No more knitting for him. Maybe ever. His FATHER said, earlier, that if DH didn’t like the hat, he’d take it. Now I have to figure out whether I should send it off or not.