Why I'm Home and Not at Knit Night

It's because the cough is back. And since I'm still not sure if it's infectious or just dust/cat hair/vocal irritation, although I have the night off, I'm staying put.

Last Tuesday night, after pulling an impressive 2.2 CPH (calls per hour) at work despite feeling like garbage and having a rough voice, I decided I needed time off. The nice thing about temping is that you can do that. You can also, at this job, decide to not be on the schedule for a week and still have a job the week after.

So, I called my temp agency last Wednesday and had them remove me for this week (Mon, Tues, Fri, Sun).

I called them on Friday because I wasn't sure if I was supposed to go in or not (since the week runs Sun-Sat). Turns out the project was finished Wednesday night, and the company is shut down until the next survey project starts (which was supposed to be Monday). Which is cool for me, because it means I'm not "missing out" on work time anyway.

Turns out they weren't ready Monday either.

Could turn out that I didn't have to bother removing myself from the schedule after all--had I just left it alone, it would have worked out anyway.

However, I feel it's better to know I have the time off, rather than playing the odds. And I stood up for what I wanted for myself despite being terrified it would mean the end of my employment (despite the "flexibility" included). I did what was best for my voice and health.

This is a really important move for me: to stand up for myself despite the fear, rather than go along with it and be muttering under my failing voice about how resentful I am while feeling secretly vindicated when the company gives us the time off I denied myself.

My voice is recovering. I almost sound like a human being again.

I think I'm changing my availability to Thursdays instead of Tuesdays, and working a 4-8 that day instead of 4-9. That way I can have knit nights back, and be home in time for Grey's.

I'd really like to change my availability to "calling in on account of MegaMillions Jackpot Win", though.

So the first Coriolis is done. I'm a quarter through the second Coriolis (pre-heel) then I'm doing another Woven Ridge. This is monumental--two socks in one month! And I'm rearranging the offistudio so I can open up the loom.

The concept of clearing out the yarn stash first, however, has been deemed a procrastination attempt (by ME). Instead, I'm relocating the chaos from the space where the open loom will go to the space where the folded loom currently resides. Yep, that's right. All I'm doing is moving the mess out of my way. But if it means I can jump back into my craft, it's worth it. And I no longer have to kid myself thinking, "I'll just organize this THEN I'll be happily weaving away in my nice clean perfectly ordered offistudio".

I mean, really. Who are we kidding? LOL!

In other news, I've finally realized that my favorite books to read are How-To books. If you look at my shelves, that's what most of them are: How to quilt, knit, sew, design, spin, weave, dye, install tile, garden, make home furnishings, type fast, use internet software, record music in Cubase, notate music the Nashville way, play banjo and lap steel guitar, teach your cat to do tricks, communicate with your horse, attract money now using visualization... And wedged in between there are a few literary gems and a decent selection of Stephen King novels.

Interesting.

And a clue as to why I claim to love reading and love books themselves, but fail miserably at NaNoWriMo.

News flash: I am not a novelist.

If I were to write a book, it would likely be a How-To. Or a personal journal of my introspective journey through self-analysis. But, I have a blog for that.

Labels: breaking news, job, sockaholism

posted by Jeanne @ 5:55 PM 2 comments

Urgh. And an Update.

Urgh.

Apparently I let my free photobucket account go inactive, and all my image links are lost. So forgive the dust while I attempt to piece this back together. Maybe now is a good time to switch to the new Blogger layout?

Update.

There has been knitting.

There will be photos soon.

So far there is one of a pair of Woven Ridge socks and a half of a Coriolis. Both are patterns from Cat Bordhi's "New Pathways for Knitters". I got it for Christmas last year and it took me all this time to get enough courage up to read through it. Glad I did! REVOLUTIONIZED my sock knitting.

There has been no writing yet for NaNoWriMo. SIGH.

There has been much phone calling for the job. I pulled down a 2.0 CPH today (that is calls per hour), which rocks. My voice is getting stronger, thank God.

There has been very little riding due to odd weather patterns.

There has been a clock change all around the house. But you all knew that, as you did it, too.

That's all. For now.

Labels: breaking news, sockaholism

posted by Jeanne @ 11:11 PM 2 comments

Climbing the Summit

Are you going?

I want to.

I'm intending that the EXTRA money required to make me feel confident about going shows up within the next 30 days! Since I'm all about the sock yarn now, it makes sense that I'd be there, dontcha think?

Being in the presence of all of those sock-knitting superstars, though, might make me woozy.

PS: Silly me, I overlooked one skein of hand-dyed when I was updating the shop. I can't believe I could have mistaken this gorgeous skein, Harvest, for another one called Indian Corn (just as lovely, similar colors, but not the same). Should I maybe not upload photos at night when I can't see the actual hanks in the dim light?

Labels: sockaholism

posted by Jeanne @ 5:48 PM 2 comments

Valkyrie (The Socks, NOT the Movie)

Well, it's blacker than I anticipated, but my skein of BMFA Socks That Rock Mediumweight in "Valkyrie" has arrived! I can now begin swatching and knitting Mintyfresh's Leyburns (direct non-Ravelry link) for the Ravelry KAL (Ravelry link).

Good thing it got here yesterday. We had a snowstorm. Nothing drastic. Just several inches of gently falling white stuff that managed to accumulate. But it sure lessens the appeal of leaving the house. This is a great weekend to knit, read, and pet the cats.

And no, my color choice had nothing to do with Tom Cruise. I'm not a huge fan of his—I prefer Colin Farrell.

Since the object of the KAL is to have Leyburns knit in every single one of the more than 200 BMFA STR colorways, there is a master list of colors already chosen and in progress. So I whittled it down to what was left, looked at the options, narrowed it to six possibilities, and decided on Covelite. But then I saw a photo on someone's blog of an unwound skein, and it looked TOO purple. I already have way more purple in my sock yarn stash than I needed.

Someone else had already claimed Smoky Blue and Lunasea but somehow I'd missed it. So that left me with Jasper, Valkyrie, and Rauen (out of the yarns that most appealed to me—only 125 have signed up so far, there are plenty more colorways to choose from if you'd like to join). I like what the pattern does with stronger variegates, so that ruled out the Shaded Solid Jasper. I liked the deep reds and browns... so it was between Valkyrie and Rauen, and Valkyrie just looked... deeper and richer.

Except... it's really really really black. Pretty, but dark. The pattern has floats and might be a challenge to knit... I'm looking at Atomic 6 as my new option, if it's still available... dark, but not so much.

Time to swatch...

Labels: leyburn, sockaholism

posted by Jeanne @ 6:14 PM 0 comments

God is GOOD! and Yarn

Labels: breaking news, estate nonsense, gratefulness, sockaholism, stash enhancement

posted by Jeanne @ 6:30 PM 3 comments

R.I.P. MommaMonkey

My God in Heaven. I just found out through Ravelry News and Lime & Violet that Gigi Silva, aka MommaMonkey of monkey-toes.net and the creator of Socktopia, has died from complications of a lengthy illness.

This is not just a shock because she was a fellow knitblogger (and confirmed sockaholic). It's a shock because last year I got to know her a bit through emails when I signed on to be a sock tester. She sent two sock patterns and yarn to me.

One bore the super secret codename Flames. It became Fawkes. My contribution is the orange one.

The other bore the super secret codename Sleep Socks.

Their destiny and true name will remain unknown. They wound up in hibernation, awaiting pattern corrections that, sadly, will never arrive. As I posted in the tribute thread on the Ravelry Forum (apologies to non-Ravelers for the link),

Every time I look at this yarn, I will think of the talented woman I came to know through blogs, emails and socks but not in person. Your family is in my prayers and you are in God’s Hands.

Rest in peace, MommaMonkey. I hope there is knitting in Heaven.

Any other tidbits I had to blog about are insignificant at the moment. But I'll tell you that Tyler is doing well, eating fine, and evacuating as expected. He's rejoined the herd. I've also been turned on to a supplement readily available at my LPS (Local Pet Store) for Feline Urinary Syndrome (FUS) that does the same thing as the Very Expensive Food and it's like a treat. I'll let you know how it works.

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Labels: breaking news, cats, ravelry, sockaholism

posted by Jeanne @ 7:44 PM 3 comments

FO, FO, ORG, THUMPERS

Are you sitting down? Knitting content!

Not only that, but actual living, breathing, FOs!!!

And, please, say a few prayers for my Pentax camera's batteries. They have taken ill and despite being defibrillated several times, they are lying near death in the charger but it's not looking good (hence I did not get to photograph the MOST IMPORTANT THING!!! but I will get batteries when I'm out tomorrow and rectify that right away... note to self, photograph most important things first, just in case).

First up—Waving Lace Socks (from Favorite Socks) in Lorna's Laces Gold Hill colorway. They grew a bit in the soaking. I hope they still fit. I have small feet and nary the courage to try them on just yet. For now, I'm admiring their beauty.



Next, we have Embossed Leaves (also from Favorite Socks—I LOVE THIS BOOK!) in Araucania Ranco (yarn details on Ravelry, apologies to those who aren't yet Ravelers). This yarn... amazing. Gorgeous. Easy to knit with. I don't know what it does when washed yet—hopefully they stay true to size. If not, I have another cake of a brown colorway. I consider them done. The toe needs kitchnered (not the method on the pattern but my preference) and the ends woven, but they are done enough to show here. More pix on my Flicker Socks page.



This is the one submission I managed to get for the Biggest Bunny Thumpers Contest over at KitKatKnits' blog. This is Tyler's foot. Zander (not pictured) is the Biggest of All Possible Cats around here but the danged battery on my camera keeps throwing a hissy fit and pretending like it's depleted of all energy when it was clearly just reloaded with fresh powerful batteries five minutes earlier. Zander's BT is a good 5.25 inches long.

Tyler, who is the second largest of my herd of five, measured in at a measly 4.5 inches or so. Hard to tell, he moved and he is very grumbly about having his feet touched.



As evident by the look he's giving me in this photo. And that's not even his evil look. You should see the Kill The Vacuum Cleaner Look.



Translation: either "I CAN HAZ UR FACE FOR MAH DINNER?" or "U TOUCHA DA FOOT I EATA UR FACE". Take your pick.

And finally, there has been earnest progress on the organization front. You'll find (if interested) a new set of updated photos on my Flickr account (just click the pix, it'll take you there).

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Labels: 30-Day Org, boring household crap, cats, FOs, sockaholism

posted by Jeanne @ 9:01 PM 1 comments

Nominate

Nominate: designate, select, appoint, suggest, choose.

As you know, I'm really into that Law of Attraction thing. (Knitting? What knitting? Oh, it's around here somewhere... OK, I'm on the last repeat and a half of Sock #2 of the Embossed Leaves socks and when the toe is done I will post a picture. Promise.)

Today, I found another LoA blog, relatively new, by Colin Joss. He's not a heavy poster, but he makes some profound entries. Like this one from June. In it, he talks about the ONE MAGIC WORD that is the key to manifesting your desires. The one we forget to include.

Choose.

Well. I read his post. Then I mulled it over. I agreed wholeheartedly with his admonition that every time he voices an affirmation (that has even the slightest air of grandiosity about it), that little voice mocks him and tells him he's lying.

I'm very familiar with that voice.

It's the same voice that snorts in disbelief when I affirm things such as "I'm OK right now in this moment. I have more than enough money on hand right now." It snorts, and says, "Yeah, but the minute you pay a bill... pretty soon, you won't be all right!" The voice that screams "OMG we are NOT all right!" It's the voice, I think that awakens me bolt upright at 3 AM (if I'm asleep by then) and sends me into a panic attack with the "what ifs":

What if the estate doesn't close in the next month or so?
What if Grandma's house doesn't sell until 2009?
What if the house in Toledo doesn't sell, or only gets low-ball offers?
What if something terrible happens requiring large amounts of money to fix?
What if you can't ever get another job?
What if you don't make it at some level in the music biz?
What if, what if, what if... yaaarrrrrrrgggghhhhhh

I lie there talking myself down from the ledge. I tell the Voice to SHUT UP. (Yes, literally, out loud.) I tell it that the money we're currently living on is, if used conservatively (ie the lack of yarn crawls lately), plenty to see us through for a while. I tell it worst case scenario I might have to take a crappy job I can't stand* if only to pay bills and that I think "we" are smart enough to do that before it gets really bad. I tell it the houses WILL sell if we believe they will.

I tell it just because it looks a little scary right now doesn't mean it's going to stay this way OR that it's going to get scarier—life changes. It HAS to get better eventually. Just because it isn't wonderful today, this moment, doesn't mean that tomorrow won't be better. A lot can happen in a day, a week, a month, a year. Life today is not the same for me as it was this time last year. Or this time in 2005, or 1993, or 1978. There were days when it seemed like it was never going to get better, then it did; or vice versa.

Hell, a lot can change in an instant. Ask anyone who has sat beside their dying loved one, who has observed that one moment, the person is breathing and alive, and the next minute, they aren't. Ever. Again. That's not the most positive anecdote... hmm. Or, ask someone who was lonely and single one day, then the next day they turn a corner and bump into someone and it turns out to be the person they marry. Or ask someone who's having a baby. One minute they are one; then they are two and an entirely new life is here.

Then I lie there and run through affirmations, positive thoughts, taking all the scary stuff and turning it around. When my version of Hysterical Mind (thank you, Sheepish Annie, for coming up with the perfect name) tries to take over and flash visions of my bank account balance in a downward spiral with bells of doom clanging wildly and emboldens and enlarges the "current balance" number as it shrinks before my eyes, I tell it again to shut up, then I force the vision to shift. I simply add zeros to the left of the decimal point. Just take the number where it currently stands, and scoot it to the left one or two spots. Try it—it's easy to turn 110 to 1,100 to 11,000 to 110,000 to 1,100,000, then hit pause and hold it firmly until something inside you relaxes and you don't have to use as much energy to keep that big number floating in front of you. I visualize the tally increasing, bigger and bigger and bigger until it is to a realistically-attainable and comfortable level.

Still, sometimes when I imagine a million-dollar bank balance, I hear snickering from That Voice in the background.

Today I've realized a couple of things. The word "choose" was actually the second of the two, but we'll examine it first. Like Mr. Joss says, rather than affirming something like "I make $10,000 a month" (which is sure to send That Voice off into fits of hysterical laughter), just add "choose to" to the mix.

"I choose to make $10,000 a month."

OK, I tried it with one of my own affirmations, which *cough* is "I am the multimillion-dollar winner of the MegaMillions (Classic Lotto) jackpot".

Hear the giggles? The rolling of the eyes, the "yeah, right! in your dreams!" that comes spewing forth? Good. Now try it this ways:

"I choose to be the multimillion-dollar winner of the MegaMillions (Classic Lotto) jackpot."

Funny. Can't seem to mock that.

The first realization I had early today over mornternoon coffee was that maybe my mistake is in fixating on HAVING a set amount of money in the bank. (It elicits the same snort from That Voice, because how much is enough? What if you spend it all and need more? It IS possible to spend millions. Not that I currently have that worry, but still.)

What if I focus instead on the process? Because what gets any of us into financial trouble is the process of spending more than we make/have. The outflow is greater than the inflow. So we think, well, if I had MORE money, that wouldn't be a problem. But many have found that something interesting occurs: we think if we get a raise, we'll be better off. And we are, for awhile, until we elevate our lifestyle just a tad, and suddenly, we need more again to meet the new expenditures. So since we can never really have "more"... it's not about needing MORE.

It's about SPEED.

It's about reversing the PROCESS.

The money flows out FASTER than it flows IN. That's the process that gets people into trouble, whether they make below minimum wage or are Donald Trump™. It's not the amount, it's the speed of transfer and the direction of flow.

So... to be financially solid, another new term I particularly enjoy (better than solvent because although one definition of solvent relates to being well-off, it also is a product used to dissolve things), maybe the thing to do is reverse the thought process to this affirmation:

I generate income faster than I can spend it.

We can expand on that:

I generate income from multiple sources faster than I can spend it. There is always more than enough money on hand for everything I need and desire.

Again, it still makes my mean little inside voice smirk. So let's combine today's lessons. Reverse the process, and add "choose".

I choose to generate income from multiple sources faster than I can spend it. There is always more than enough money on hand for everything I need and desire.

Say it out loud with me once. How does it feel inside? If adding the second sentence sets off your own Inside Voice of Mockery, just eliminate it—or add choose:

I choose to generate income from multiple sources faster than I can spend it. I choose to always have more than enough money on hand for everything I need and desire.

Feels pretty good, doesn't it?

I choose. Powerful stuff.

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*What do I have against getting a job? Nothing, except that jobs are not THE lone source of income. Also, I'm knee-deep in estate distribution still (meaning gargantuan task of sorting through stuff) which is like a full-time job. And I tend to get distracted by jobs, get off course, and I have this opportunity to avoid that and stay on the course I want to be on. For once. Focusing on music and horses unencumbered. I'm indulging the opportunity while I can. If a job opportunity comes along that is in alignment with my goals, I'll consider it, but I'm not taking any old job just for money. It might sound like backwards thought, but it isn't, according to my studies. It's "watch what everyone else does, and do the opposite". It works.

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Labels: Law of Attraction, positive thinking, sockaholism

posted by Jeanne @ 9:59 PM 0 comments

New Beginning

How painful was it to frog eight inches of carefully-constructed stranded colorwork?

Indescribable. Plus I was mad as hell at myself for doing what I always do—forging on, not really reading the instructions and advisements to carry the strands loosely lest the work be too tight nor the admonishments that too-loose stitches can be tightened later.

I ripped back all the way to the ribbing. SAD.

I looked at my needles expecting to see that this here idiot had been knitting on 0's.

What do you MEAN, these are 2's? And it was THAT TIGHT?!? Well, then... Gawdeee, should I be on 4's? Does Addi even make Turbos in 4's? *grumble*

I re-knit the first four rows of colorwork l-o-o-s-e-l-y.

Then I put it down and went to bed.

Then I had nightmares of being strangled by too-tight knitting with visions of vicious Addi's dancing snakelike around me.

Right now I'm contemplating which pattern will be suitable for the Araucania and whether I should set aside the stranded colorwork, cast on the Araucania, work on the CPH for a change, or dig out the Traveler's Socks that got lost in the shuffle. Or fix the horrendous oversight on size on my niece's Christmas Socks (2006—too short for her large feet). Or try to finish last year's Christmas scarves for my nephews-in-law. I procrastinate. Can you tell?

Or maybe I should take up stunt flying or some other hobby with less risk involved.

Labels: sockaholism, things that piss me off, whines and rants, WIP

posted by Jeanne @ 2:25 PM 2 comments

Too Good To Be True

I knew it was too good to be true.

Eight inches into the Blue Herrings. Everything was going beautifully. Neat stitches, neat flipside, humming along.

Then I decided to try it on.

And the danged thing would not go over my heel.

AUUUGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

rippit rippit rippit rippit...

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Labels: breaking news, sockaholism, WIP

posted by Jeanne @ 2:01 AM 4 comments

Serious Yarn Pr0N

*** WARNING—Photo Heavy Post ***

Araucania Ranco Multy #310
Destined to become a pair of Evelyn Clark's Retro Rib Socks (from Favorite Socks). The interesting thing is that Rocker Boy liked this colorway better than the browns. (He has good taste.)


















Araucania Ranco Multy #306
Destined to become... another pair of socks, pattern TBD. The autumn's afternoon sunshine lends a bit more red to the color than the yarn displays—the darkest parts are like Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate—rich, deep, woodsy, almost-black brown. Yuuuummmm. The photos toward the bottom more closely replicate the color, especially the third and fourth from the bottom. Can you tell it's love?

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Labels: sockaholism, stash enhancement

posted by Jeanne @ 6:55 PM 1 comments

I've Sock-cumbed Once Again

Yes, the Call of the Yarn has hypnotized me. Photos to come. Last night, at InsanKnitty, I sockcumbed to the call of the yarn and two skeins of Araucania Ranco Multy Sock Yarn wound up following me home.

I'd never heard of this yarn before, but the colors—OH THE COLORS—there was no resisting them. These swatches do not do justice to the tantalizing beauty of this hand-painted masterpiece.

My eyes first fell upon Color #310—which in the swatch appears to be dark blues. It's not. My hank is lilac, lavender, wine, teal, red, orange, fuchsia—a veritable rainbow of purply pinky blues. It reminds me of a Monet painting palette. Each strand is different. I cannot wait to see how it swatches.

I would have been satisfied with just 310, but due to a chocolate craving, #306 also found its way to the cash register. Here, the swatch corresponds more closely to reality, but IRL, this hank is the deepest, warmest, chocolateyest autumny goodness with hints of olive and yellow ochre blended in.

Here I was, all set to knit solid socks next. Then along comes Araucania Ranco Multy, and all my plans were tossed out the window. But what pattern? This is definitely size 0 Addi territory... perhaps a relatively plain toe-up to show off the multisplendiferous color variants? Would it lose the definition of a carefully-placed cable?

To be continued...

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Labels: sockaholism, stash enhancement

posted by Jeanne @ 7:19 PM 1 comments

You Asked for Photos

And here they are.

First up: Swatch for the CPH. In the back of Cat Bordhi's Socks Soar book, she provides instructions on how to swatch for three needle sizes at once. It seemed like a great way to swatch, especially since I plan to knit the CPH on circulars as all one piece. Maybe even—*gasp*—steek it. (Next up—Jeanne practices steeking on a swatch)

I quickly ascertained that it is better to cast on for the swatch on the largest needle size rather than the middle size (derrr) and that it is better to transfer the first set of stitches to the smallest size and the second set of stitches to the middle size. She advises casting on 63 stitches, dividing into groups of 21, and purling the 21st stitch to show the size division.

It works pretty well, except blocking is tricky. (I blocked the sock swatches not shown on Gatorade bottles and turned a bowl upside down for the CPH swatch, which may explain the somewhat triangular appearance).



Next up: a lovely photo of the almost-finished Waving Lace Socks. I LOVE this pattern. It's fun to knit. It's so pretty. Next time I'll try it with solid yarn and see how I like them. There are a couple of mistakes but oh well. The first mistake was that I knit an extra set of rows in the scalloped edging on the first one (and didn't replicate it on the second one). The second mistake is on the heel. I did it right the second time. I did it wrong the first time. The pattern for the RS heel reads

*sl 1 as if to purl, k1; repeat from * to end

The first time round, I sl 1'd, then knit all the way across (because in the next row, only the first st is slipped, then you purl). The second time round, I read it correctly.

Third mistake: I just realized I forgot to incorporate heel (and toe) reinforcement thread. Oh, well. Too late now... they're special occasion socks, anyway. I don't foresee wearing the heels out.



Lastly, the piece de triumphe (forgive my spelling): the Blue Herrings!



Closeup of the herringbone pattern:




Closeup of the inside—can you believe it's this neat on my first try?



I'm itching to cast on for the CPH, but it's been so long since I rewrote the pattern in the round that I'm scared I made errors. If I can get a moment's peace around here, I'll take a second look. It's my modus operandi to get in the mood to knit it in the evenings—you know, cozy up on the couch and knit a sweater—but my brain is better suited to the figuring process in daylight. (Oddly enough, I also prefer to clean in daylight so I can see the corners and shadows, yet I am awake during twice the amount of dark hours... hmm.)

OK. Roomie is off to WalMart. Maybe now's a good time to tackle the CPH pattern, examine my four inches of ribbing (on size 8s that should have been done on size 6s) and try to remember how I was doing that thing with two balls of yarn at once.

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Labels: colorwork, sockaholism, WIP

posted by Jeanne @ 2:49 PM 4 comments

Stranded Can Be Fun!

Oooh! I'm about four repeats into the Blue Herrings and I LOVE STRANDED COLORWORK! It's so cool! It took me a minute or so to grasp the concept of switching the colors. I'm going on instinct so if it's incorrect to hold one color in one hand and the other in the other, then tell me, but that's what I'm doing, throwing MC with my right and CC with my left, and it's coming out all nice and neat.

Totally loving it.

The casting-on of the CPH was postponed due to infatuation with stranding.

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Labels: breaking news, colorwork, sockaholism, WIP

posted by Jeanne @ 2:32 AM 5 comments

Almost An FO

My Waving Laces are nearly finished. I'm past the heel on Sock #2 and nearing the finish line. I really love this pattern. Once you've knit through the repeats enough times, it is easy to memorize. They will definitely be knit again.

Next in line are Cookie A.'s Red Herrings. Mine, however, are the Blue Herrings because I'm using Sandnes Garn Lanett in a teal blue and beige rather than brown and red. I got gauge on 0's, wouldn't ya know it. They're singing on my Addi's.

For my third sockaholism enabling, I also have Nancy Bush's Traveler's Socks OTN. I was going to knit them in Schaeffer Anne but since the I Love Ganseys got frogged and I love the Wildfoote yarn, I'm knitting them from that.

In addition, now that I found the Knitscene mag with the pattern in it (it was lost), I got gauge on the CPH and... drum roll... will be casting on either tonight or tomorrow.

Do I have a problem with monogamy? Only in regards to knitting, thank you!

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Labels: ravelry, sockaholism, WIP

posted by Jeanne @ 9:39 PM 0 comments