Last night the husband and I watched Soldier after dinner (and have now determined that every single movie Kurt Russel is in is indeed awesome, including Captain Ron, which is possibly my favorite ever), and I worked on the Sock of Eternity.
I am a brief 8 rows away from being finished, I think. I put the socks next to each other and they’re pretty even. In the end, I’ll probably end up giving them to my mom; they’re too big for me, but will most likely fit her slightly-larger feet. Or maybe they’re okay as they are. I dunno. This gives me hope, though, that I will eventually finish all the other projects hibernating in my yarn cabinet.
Another lesson learned from last night is that although I can wrap a sari pretty competently at this point, I cannot get the pleats to stay in place while lounging about on the couch. It is, however, the most comfortable thing to wear. Even more so than pajamas. Now the task remains to figure out how to wear it out of the house (unlike actual pajamas or house slippers, it is an acceptable item of clothing). I have plans. We shall see which come to fruition.
And lastly, just to get it off my chest, I hate panic attacks.