I can't seem to find appropriate places for my office chotchkies at home. Is that a sign?
Then there's the plant from my cubicle:
Totally thriving in it's new home -and I'm terrible at keeping plants alive! Is that a sign?
If that's not enough, I nearly forgot this book at the office:
That's totally a sign, right?
Perhaps I'm just reading too much into it.
Funny, that now that I have all the time in the world to blog my little heart out, I've been totally uninspired. It's not like I haven't been knitting:
I have one prairie boot pretty much finished. I even bought buttons:
I'm not really happy with my choice, so I think these are going to end up in what will eventually become a button stash. Heck, I have a yarn stash, a fabric stash, what's one more stash? Buttons are small. Time to start hording!
I turned the heel on my the sock that's been living in my purse for a while:
I can't say I turned it well:
I really have no excuse for turning out such a sloppy heel considering I knit it at stitch 'n' bitch where I was surrounded by expert knitters. Expert sock knitters no less. I keep claiming to be "not a sock knitter" but maybe that's just an excuse to continue knitting them poorly. This is the fourth pair of socks I've knit after all!
And then there's Ms.Marigold:
She's progressing at an alarming rate. Now that she's at the point where I just knit around and around in stockinette, I'm saving her for "mindless knitting". I can't keep knitting that same sorry old sock at stitch 'n' bitch!
I'm sure before long, I'll be blogging up a storm with all this new-found free time. In the meantime, you can find me on Facebook. Yes, I finally broke down and joined the masses. I am a lemming. I resisted for as long as possible but sadly, it seems to be the only method by which some people communicate*. Besides now that I'm
*If you ever catch me using "facebook" as a verb, as in "I'll facebook you tonight!", please shoot me. (Yes, I realize I use blog as a verb all the time. But that's funny!)