My cousin had surgery Tuesday. Tomorrow I am going to pick her up from the hospital and spend a week with her as she recovers. I taught her to knit about a year ago, and since then she has taught another cousin! I have a grandchild! I'm digging around the house today to find some projects to work on while I'm there. Out of all the unfinished things stashed here, I'm trying to focus on socks.
I have been knitting socks for about 3 years. The yarn sucked me in. Sometimes you want a little bit of a pretty color or a striping yarn just to see how it looks knitted up, and you can always use another pair of socks. They are a minor commitment compared to a sweater or afghan. They are small and portable. They're the easiest way to justify a yarn purchase, especially since I rarely wear the hats I've made.
If socks are so quick and low-maintenance, why do I have 4 pairs to finish at this moment? Only one of them is complicated (it's that raspberry one, and I will figure out what's wrong with that lace pattern this week if I have to hurt somebody). I think the problem is all the nice yarn that is begging to be made into socks. I want to start with every new yarn, just a little bit, so it knows I haven't forgotten. Hopefully I can get most of these sad little unpaired pairs finished so I can concentrate on the new kids when I get home. The afghans are another story.
I wish it were only knitting. But it's quilting, reading, writing, cleaning the closet and figuring out what I want to be when I grow up. I don't think I'll fix all that in a week at my cousin's house. Maybe some socks and a book? Ruling the world is out of the question. It would be nice to be the boss of my yarn, though. I guess that will be my short-term goal.
