At the beginning of this month, I started knitting two pairs of socks. One for me, and the other for Katie. And to be honest, one pattern has always been easier than the other.
Then, I got frustrated with size 1 needles and started working on another project to give me a break from the tedium of the socks.
But I’m back on the straight and narrow. Sort of. See, one pattern is easier. It’s more fun. Can you guess which one?
I know I need to get the other ones done. And I’m trying. But they’re not as much fun. I mean I’m not delivering them until July 1, that’s a long way away, and I’ve got time, right?
Or I just like my socks more.
But I’m not a selfish knitter. I swear.