I’ve managed to acquire some seriously sore muscles at the gym. I’m in favor of sore muscles, of course, but I’m also sensible. I had to roll hundreds of yards of bulletin board paper yesterday and I’ll have to do it again today, so I will start the day with a stretching session instead of gym time.

JJ is off today, at a school meeting, so I suppose it will be me and That Man at the store. Last night at choir practice there were prayers offered up for the teachers getting ready for school and I spoke up, “Nah, until they get back to school, I’m the one who needs the prayers.”

Here is the Telemark sweater (black spot in the picture, but actually a nice dark blue with an attractive line of increases), one skein of it. The skein didn’t go as far as I would have expected or hoped.

I think it very likely that I will have to order more of this yarn.

The trouble is that each run of yarn is likely to be a slightly different color, and the chances of getting the same dye lot are slim to begin with and lessen the longer you wait. So I can wait, and increase my chances of ending up with weird color variations in the sweater, or I can go ahead and order more yarn, and perhaps end up having spent back-to-school funds on unneeded yarn.

#2 son did his clothing inventory yesterday. It is a rule at our house that the kids should sort out their clothes at this time of year, get rid of everything tattered or outgrown or which they will refuse to wear, and present a list of what they own. Based on this, we make a list of what to buy during our BTS shopping trip.

This works well, although it has been complicated in recent years by the speed at which boys grow. Have you seen that commercial where the teenage boy leaves the house in well-fitting clothes and comes home from school bursting out of the same clothes? It’s like that.

So I no longer expect to buy the full season’s worth of clothes in one trip.

Also, in high school, you do not get a list of needed materials beforehand. You get lists, including many demands for fees now that all the school’s money goes toward Mr. Bush’s “No Child Left Untested” program, for weeks after they begin. So the BTS shopping trip is just sort of a ritualistic throwback to earlier days.

#2 son owns 26 shirts. I don’t know how that happened. It seems like a scandalous number of shirts for one person to own. It may be the result of the souvenir T-shirt phenomenon, where all kids’ life events are marked by a T-shirt. My husband’s work does this, too. He has T-shirts commemorating 100 days without an industrial accident at the plant and stuff like that.

With such a wealth of shirts already on hand, it is possible that we will be able to manage the BTS shopping well enough to squeeze in the additional yarn. If there is too much, I can make a matching purse of the remainder.

The trick would be to estimate yarn well to begin with. Sometimes we use different yarns from what the designer used, and that can change things. The Jasmine sweaters each took three more balls of yarn than called for in the pattern, even though I had adjusted for yardage differences. The Knitter’s Handy Book of Sweater Patterns admits that the yarn quantities in published patterns are extrapolated from the one sweater that was actually knitted up — usually the smallest size. Some books are appallingly bad at estimating yarn quantities (Simple Knits for Sophisticated Living springs to mind). But I am just doing this sweater mathematically, so I have no one to blame but myself if my guess on the yarn was off.