I am finally finished with last year’s vacation “scrapbook” . It’s uploaded and waiting to be printed. I’m not sure why, but I’m always a bit anxious about the process. I read and reread all my journal entries to proof them for spelling and punctuation, but it never fails that one tiny little error slips through. And my son is always the one to notice it. Always. Sometimes it’s not spelling. One time I left a staple in his friend’s head. I tell myself that nobody notices. Anyway, this time I am more anxious than usual since I sent it to print at Blurb, a new experience for me. It saved me a little money (and I found a coupon code online that saved even more) and by all accounts offers a product that’s equal or better to the printer I’ve used in the past. We shall see. The process was a little time consuming since I had to save all my pages as high quality jpeg files, and then import them and drag them on to the new pages. That actually went really smoothly. And I will say that in that respect, BookSmart worked perfectly. And it was faster than you might think even with 43 pages. It was just that when I looked at where the page would be trimmed, well some elements (photos, journal entries, flowers, etc) were a little to close for comfort. In the end, I had to edit about a fourth of the pages to move some things away from edges, and then do it over. So what I thought would be a
quick relatively quick process took me a bit longer. Then I had more choices that I did at my old print shop. Different colors of end pages. Various papers of different weights and finish. I hope that when it arrives in two weeks (because I was too cheap thrifty to spend twice the amount on shipping to have it next week) I will love it. I’m sure I will. But the waiting to see if I got it right makes me a little crazy.
The scrapbook may be done, but this project is not.
The sleeves are done. And I’m about halfway to dividing for the underarms. I’ve got several hours of knitting time next week so hopefully, I can get this project all finished up. Would be nice to deliver it to Noa when we see her (hopefully) in Germany next month. It’s quite soft. Beautiful color. Washable wool. It’s just that the yarn isn’t much fun to knit with. And my new beautiful yarn is calling to me. But I refuse to give in until this sweater is done. So until then. . . I knit on.