Socks and the sniffles

I awoke this morning to find it another chilly and blustery day.  Well, technically it was day. 5am is in the morning, even if a heavy yellow moon and a sky full of stars still shine in the sky.

I am still suffering from my head cold as well.  It has slowed me down a lot. So much so, that I haven’t even attempted to write more than a few paragraphs here or there.  Instead I’ve been curled up on the couch with a basket full of yard attempting to learn how to crochet socks.  It should be mentioned that my crochet skills are severely lacking. Typically I can mostly manage straight lines, which means I can make scarves and (if I get really ambitious) maybe a blanket.  My last attempt at socks was pretty much a ball of knots and a tangled crochet hook.

I am extremely proud of the pair of socks I managed to make yesterday. They may look a little odd but they actually fit a real person. Next time I may even manage to make a pair where both socks are even the same size! lol   (One is a little shorter than the other. My son doesn’t seem to care though. He wears them around for awhile then takes one off and uses it as a sock puppet, before returning it to his foot.)



Published by: thecoffeefox

Once upon a time there was a woman who was a writer. She was either cursed or blessed from birth to be so and there was much debate on which it was. One day a very discouraging (and not very original) person told her not to give up her day job. The woman smiled and said that was a wonderful idea. Following the unwittingly clever advice of her critic, the woman found a job working nights, which left her days free to write. Even better, the night job had an unusual schedule which packed two weeks worth of work into one, so the writer was able to have every other week off to sit on her front porch, daydream, and of course write. However, working at night and writing during the day left little time for sleep, so the poor writer occasionally went a little mad, but she decided it was an acceptable price to pay to be able to continue following her curse-blessing. Also she likes tea. :)

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