Stuck

I am stuck on a sock. It really is driving me crazy. I want to make my marvellous husband a pair of wool socks. I have been working on one sock since Christmas and it is making me nuts. I wasn't thinking about the 96 stitches that I was casting on, or the fact that I was using size 1 needles, I found a pattern and it was for his size and away I went. It has been the thorn in my side since cast on. I have made 3 other socks for myself in no time. The problem with plain black wool is the monotony of the thing and the fact that many stitches means knitting for hours just for half and inch. I will get them done, but the second sock syndrome with this pair is going to be agony. I will have to be the little engine that could and keep chanting the mantra... I think I can, I think I can, I think I can......

Ok, Take two!

I finally got the pictures taken of MY very own socks!!! yay!!!

Today has already started out bad... one kid screaming because I didn't hear him change his mind from cheerios to cornflakes.... too bad just eat them. The other one screaming because he didn't bring home the things that he needs to complete his homework... like that is my fault.

Calgon take me away!

Today the library is open at 10 so I am going to try again to go there and sit in solitude. Knit my Sailor's delight socks, pattern from the the 2-at-a time socks book I got for Christmas. I will have to walk to Tim's and back first though to kill the hour from dropping off the kids til the Library opens.

Off to kick some boyz butts! I have had enough for one morning...and i have to work out this afternoon. yippee!