socks and coffee

do not go well together.  Especially when it is 90 degrees or so outside.  I spent a fruitless  couple of hours in my not-so-favorite LYS thumbing through pattern books and fondling the yummy yarn — I obviously can’t afford the 35 or so skeins necessary to make actual garments.   Eventually I left with some needles and nothing else … such restraint. 

In an attempt to calm down from all that coffee, I started the "class sock" from Sensational Socks.  So far, so good.  The cheap-o Patons yarn from Michael’s is working out surprisingly well.  I bought some #0 circulars and ordered Cat Bordhi’s book to attempt the two circulars sock method, but figured I should try to get through a practice sock first. 

I’m in such a panic about my impending exams that I’ll do just about anything to avoid my reading.  Hence the unnecessary trip to the store … which got me near, but not actually on, campus.   I just daydream over Rowan and Rebecca, imagining the life photographed so flawlessly and promised with each completed sweater.  I mean, I know that finishing a sweater isn’t going to make me a better person or that as soon as I put on said sweater, my troubles will not magically disappear.  But I keep on dreaming.  If only everything could be so perfect …

Bild_2_1I bet they don’t have to take special topic exams.

Or buy cheap yarn.