i have one sock of the socks i started two weeks ago (almost) done. it seems like the end of socks takes me forever — mostly because i get mostly done with the instep and then i knit two rows and try it on to see if i’m done yet, knit two more rows, try it on again, … so this sort of defeats the subway knitting purpose. (maybe the solution there is to have multiple socks going at once?) and then there’s the toes — i want to do them in a single sitting so i don’t have to worry about forgetting where i was on the decreases, etc., but that means i have to find a solid chunk of time at home to do that. so, i started this toe yesterday evening but i was so tired i only got a few rows into it before i sleepwalked to bed. fortunately (?!), LIFFE blew up at 2AM so i got paged, and then i had time to kill before i had to go get ready for work, so i got it finished up to the point where i went “screw it, i haven’t had nearly enough coffee to deal with kitchener stitch yet,” put it on stitch holders, and cast on for the second sock. THAT i can do on early-morning autopilot, at least.

of course, it was so early in the morning that my models are all too tired to work.

“Huh? What? What’re you — Hey, I’m sleeping here!”

“What the …?”

“Your fixation with taking pictures of things on your cats is disturb– oooh, string!”

and i noticed, amusingly, that while carrying it around to work and back every day for two weeks, my ball of yarn had somehow gotten squeezed into a non-standard ball shape:

of course now all that spare time has flown and it’s time to get ready for work, so you know what i’m going to be singing in the shower? “Dreidl, dreidl, dreidl, I made you out of yarn…”