I was suckered into Sock Wars III by Kate sharing the existence. She did not say I had to join, but merely put the bait out there. Knitting and a challenge, as some of my fellow knitters have learned with the Maryland Sheep and Wool field trip (which I will share in a later post), I am competitive. By the time the weekend comes around, I am no longer enamored with the idea. By this I mean I still have not gotten sock yarn for it. Because the pattern uses light fingering, and my ever growing stash of sock yarn is all simply fingering. And I had not received my dossier at the appointed time. I thought maybe I got cut because I failed to do something and I secretly rejoiced. But no it was just delayed. I rejoiced because I saw the pattern and was not impressed with the result.
So Friday night I took a trip to Old Town Alexandria and ended up not just buying one skein of sock yarn, but two. I think my book buying policy has eked into my sock yarn buying, if I buy one I might as well get another. Of course this was to limit the number of times a year I bought books, and that may not have translated to the sock yarn buying habit. Well I will work on that. But the yarn reminded me of Elpheba in Wicked. A beautiful mix of purple and green. I still love a reason to start singing songs from Wicked. I also ended up staying to knit, drink wine, and talk. What can I say I’m a sucker for an invitation that includes knitting and a nice beverage. It could have been milkshakes, that would have gotten me. So I did not start the sock on Friday night.
I ended up starting it Saturday morning and being a shut in because of a wonderful spring cold. Thank goodness I was sick, otherwise I would never have knit so much on a May weekend inside. I had to stay inside because to save time I was knitting straight from my swift, not feeling like winding the ball of 560 yards. But so I got to the heel on the second sock by Sunday night. Of course I accomplished nothing on Monday because of my regular Monday plans. (Hey I like a schedule.) And then last night I stayed up late just to finish. I needed to finish, because I did not want to die before they were done, and also I knew there would be a sizable amount of extra Schaefer Anne yarn and I wanted to keep it.
So off to Australia the socks went. Of course I was not going to pay the expedient shipping cost of 25 dollars, so they will get there in 5-10 business days. At least with the far off target it is unlikely I will make it to the second round and have to knit the uninspiring pattern again.
Your moment of zen will be a picture of a Trey Bear.