On the home stretch…
I hope to finish this up today.
After working the gussets down, I returned to working on 24 stitches on each needle, rather than keeping them at 18, 18 and 36. It’s a lot easier for me to manage. I figure when I get to the toe shaping, I can redistribute the stitches or place markers.
When this is finished, I plan to cast on immediately for it’s mate, but I won’t be knitting it to the exclusivity of everything else. I have developed a little trouble with my right shoulder and wrist which I’m attributing to tiny needles and small repetitive motions. A few rounds at a time may be the way for me to go with socks. I can deal with that. If the size works out on this (and it looks likes it’s going to be fine) I’ll be making more socks. It is fun and I’m grateful to whatever it was in my hindbrain that kept making me come back to it despite the protestation of my forebrain that it wasn’t interested.
BTW - I’ve been looking at my sock yarn and wondering - don’t you think this stuff would make great mittens? Wooly and warm, machine washable and funkily patterned to boot. I think I’m going to have to try this. I’ve been trying to talk myself out of a trip to the Hub Mills yarn shop this afternoon, but I think I just failed :)
Just waiting for the noise to stop
We’ve had workmen right outside our windows for the last three days. The landlord has apparently decided to paint the building and so much scraping and sanding has been going on. Not that he bothered to let us know. The first we heard of it was when the sanding woke us up Tuesday morning with the workman right outside the bedroom window.
Sigh.
The cats, of course, have been very unhappy about this. Strange noises and unidentifiable voices do not make happy kitties. When Fluffy hasn’t been in my lap, he’s been under the bed. Goldie has taken to withdrawing under my desk. I feel awful when the cats are upset. I can’t make them understand that there’s nothing really wrong and that it will all be over in a few days. So I just try to pet them and make a little fuss (up the treat ratio slightly too) and give them whatever comfort living in my lap can afford.
Myria finished “Munch’s Oddysse” yesterday afternoon. It was one of the X-box’s launch games. A typical Oddworld game, it’s funny (in a very tweaked kinda way) and full of endearing, if somewhat dim characters. And it has a great ending! I get seriously exasperated with games that cheap out on the ending. The writers may be setting up for a sequel or they may have run out of money or ideas or both. In my opinion, there’s no excuse for it. Even a great game can be seriously damaged by a bad (or non-existent) ending.
Anyway, as you run around in “Munch’s Oddysse”, saving Mudokons and rescuing imprisoned Fuzzles, you run into a flock of these guys (the picture was taken off the TV so please forgive its less-than-pristine quality) :
Meep
They sound just like ordinary sheep, but they have only one eye and only one leg. And I was wondering…what kind of wool would a cyclopean, monopodal sheep provide? Monofilament?
See you tomorrow with a couple of tips. Happy Thursday!
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