And the socks are closer to being done. They look a bit weird on LEG—and a somewhat better on the sock blocker. (And better still on my foot! I actually like how the bias fabric hugs my foot.)
I didn't get much knitting done last night—and none this morning. Instead I balled up the Skinny Bugga, and the green home spun, and then went on to ball up some sock yarns, and another 100 g. skein of some pretty coral/orange/yellow fingering weight yarn that I can't remember where it came from or what is was intended for! (for a shawl? Another shawl/scarf?!)
Anything instead of working on these socks! I don't know why. I like the colors—individually—but the overall effect of this yarn is just so-so. I like the yarn—its lovely and soft...but it doesn't inspire me. I like knitting novelty designs—but this one just doesn't impress me. I usually enjoy knitting-I look forward to finishing a row, a round, a pattern element. But not with these socks.
I only went back to knitting them because I want them done. I have invested too much time already knitting them—I am not going to frog them back to nothing—I've done that twice already. I am not going to abandon them. But...
I am sure, once done, I will wear them. I don't hate them. I am just not enjoying making them.
It happens—I have half a dozen little bags of sock yarn sitting waiting for me.. and all of them make me happy. What can is say?