Okay. So. I knit a sock. This isn't the first sock I knit; the first pair was back in June and it like to killed me. For real, it almost put me off knitting forever. But I stuck it out, ya know? And then, for some reason this past weekend, I started getting this urge to knit a pair of socks...I dunno what's with me, but I had the pretty turquoise sock yarn from senior trip, so I went at it. And last night, I had a sock. (And a lot of stuff on my desk...)
But now...I have absolutely no desire to knit the other one. See, here's the thing. I know that after you wear a pair of handknit socks, you're supposed to never want to go back to store-bought socks. But I like store-bought socks. My handknit socks...not so comfortable...kinda itchy...And I don't like the way this one looks on my foot...I dunno...I like to just look at it, sitting there on my anthro. books, and be all like, "yeah, I knit a sock..." and I like when people came in my room and were like, "you're knitting a sock??"...but I just don't like wearing it...And it's not going to fit anyone else..So really, I'm wondering if I should even make the other one..At this moment..I'm thinking I'll just wait til the urge to knit socks hits me again..should be about 6 months..then I'll have a pair. Right now, I figure life's too short. Might as well knit another washcloth...
By the way, this is likely the last post for a while..or at least the last one with pictures...My anthropology final is tomorrow, and after that I'll be heading home to dial-up in the boonies...Dial-up and Blogger have been notorious for not getting along in the past..So unless I make it to a Krystal (which is tempting), you'll probably have to wait until January to see the huge stack of dishcloths I'm going to work on. And the progress I'm going to make on the mitered square blanket. I haven't forgotten it! It's at home! Where I am going to be..shortly! I've been counting down the hours until that final is over. Right now, it's 24.67...Then I'll be free! I'm going book shopping tomorrow afternoon! Yay! Also last weekend, besides the wierd sock urge, I had a strange desire to read a biography, something that would make me feel smart. I'm leaning towards Audrey Hepburn.
