Y’all. I realize this is kind of a dumb thing for me to say. After all, I literally wrote the book on it. But…
Socks are fun?!
Like, I don’t know what I’ve been doing. I just 100% forgot that I can knit socks. I’ve been so sweater-focused for so long, that I totally forgot that socks were even a thing. What’s with that? Is it mom-brain? Is it quarantine brain? Am I jus a ding-a-ling?
But anyway. Turns out that socks are fun. Even super vanilla ones like these. Who knew?
I’m really enjoying this project. It feels so satisfying to zip down a sock, especially with the self-striping yarn. I enjoyed the fiddly heel, and don’t even get me started about how the stripes lined up with kitchener-ing up the toe. So satisfying.
Now I’m itching to get the second one going! Can’t wait to see my new socks all finished.
Have you ever forgotten that you enjoy a certain project?