I’ve been cursing the socks I’m working on — they’re boring, I hate the yarn, I broke a needle (a circular!) on them, etc — and just finally figured out why I’m so grumpy with them. They are the waiting socks. I have spent the last week and a half (truthfully, two months, but we won’t get into that!) waiting impatiently to hear back about my dream job. I’ve tried to keep myself distracted. In fact, I “earned” the yarn for the waiting socks helping Sandra out at Fiber Week last weekend, which was really just a good excuse to *not* sit around the house worrying.

Now that I’ve figured out why they’re annoying me so much? They have been dubbed the Limbo Socks, and I believe their fate may hang entirely on whether I get this job or not. If I do, I’ll probably end up happy with them. If not, they may just become a store sample at M1!

Waiting Sock 01 Waiting Sock 02

There has been some happier knitting happening around here. In fact, I have something I’m very, very proud of that I need to show off, but I can’t get a decent picture at the moment. Tomorrow, I promise!

I’ve also given in to certain people and have started designing a sock. I don’t know if I’ll ever get it to the point where I’m willing to put it up for other people, but I’m enjoying it greatly! I’m going to hug it and squeeze it and call it George Neville.