Do you wake up tired in the morning? Endure sore hands and stiff fingers? Knit endlessly and get nothing done? Watch yarn go in and nothing come out? You may be suffering from Neverending Sock Syndrome, or NSS.”
Okay I’m not sure where I’m going with this but I’m pretty sure if I ask my doctor what pill is right for me, it’ll come with a hot chick and a puppy.
Anyway. The point. I took a break from the tiny sleeve to try to get a little more done on my sock today. I swear, it is the sock that never ends. I keep knitting and it is not growing. Why? I do not understand this. The stitches go in, the sock does not grow. A mystery, I do declare. So I was sitting at Em’s Scottish Country Dance class this evening, gamely putting in pointless rounds on the sock and a very nice older lady asked me how the sock was coming – she’d asked me about it THREE WEEKS AGO. Has it grown in that time? I don’t think so. I sadly held it up and showed it to her. “Never ending.” I said.
“Yes, but, lovely workmanship,” she said back.
Made my day.
A cure for what ails you, I do declare. I don’t think I need to talk to my doctor about a pill after all.