So far, I have made it until just now (2:30) before turning on my space heater. Dang, but it’s cold in here! I would feel more proud of myself if it were actually bitterly cold outside. As it is, it is merely damp and chilly, but since the office is in a converted railroad roundhouse with gigantic, beautiful, drafty windows, it feels uncomfortably cold in here.
And then I saved this post, having intended to place it on the blog yesterday, but today I remembered it (it totally didn’t go up yesterday), and I feel a little more justified in being cold, because it was quite cold (for Atlanta) this morning, and my fingertips were bluish. Only just now I ate some soup, and I feel much better.
I have set aside the Super Secret project and the Nine Taylors socks and the First Socks and the Rivendell Socks (I like socks!) in favor of Christmas present-type knitting. I am using stash yarn (my own hand-dyed stuff!), and am feeling pretty good about this. Also, it smells like fruit. That’s generally pretty awesome (so maybe kinda sorta awesome that it merits three adjectives at once!). I shall post photos just as soon as I find the motivation and camera cord that allows me to do so.
And I really will start on the Nine Taylors sock (again) soon, once things are knitted for people. And once I finish the First Socks (I promised the ChickenGoddess I’d have them done before the end of the year).