It's hot. Really hot. It's supposed to be over 100 today. I don't know for sure, but looking out my office window, it looks very bright. That means hot.
The monk's afghan....don't get me started. I'll probably tear up from guilt. He's having surgery #7 in a month, and there's no way that it could be finished. I can't even afford the rest of the yarn between now and then, so it's just not gonna happen.
And the scarves - I know. (shakes head in despair) I have...how many going? Too many. And they're scarves, for gosh sake, so I should be able to knock out one a week. But I'm not. KADD. There should be a KADDA. I'm on step one.
That pinwheel blanket was getting really hot in my lap, so next I wanted to do something that wouldn't touch my skin at all as I knit it. Something small, light, and quick so to give me that accomplishment fix that I so crave. And challenging too. So I headed to Meyer's House for some browsing-not-buying-no-really-I-shouldn't and saw a sample sock that I fell in love with. The yarn has been discontinued, but they had the booklet that the pattern came from. I agonized over some extremely soft charcoal grey sock yarn, with my Daddy in mind, but I just don't see him wearing hand-knit socks. And since he's retired, I don't think he'll wear a suit again until the next funeral or wedding. So I nixed that idea and got some in a color for my Mom instead - she may be a little more receptive.
Why not socks for me, you ask? Well, because except for going walking or to the gym, I won't wear them. I hate socks. They bug me. I wear a size 11 (yes, huge, thanks) so all socks are probably a little tight on me anyway and thus uncomfortable. As a kid I would have gone barefoot everywhere, so I think it's more than that too. My toesies want to be free. Later that day I drove down to Hearthstone Knits to see if they had anything new, and what do you know - they carry the Trekking XXL yarns that I've seen online and only online. And they had one ball of this colorway that made me want to make socks for me and wear them. Immediately. So what if they'll be the most expensive socks I ever owned. (And I know it could be worse - it could be that Lorna's Laces stuff that I keep trying to forget exists.) Yep. I'm making socks. And I get to make them so that they fit. I hope. If anything, they'll be pretty. I really love these colors. You can tell by the picture that I couldn't even wait until I'd taken a pic before I had to pull the label off and cast on for gauge. I'm very excited. About socks. Yeah.