No, I did not lay down to take the photo. If I had, I'd still be out there.
I'm feeling a little burned out on socks right now. It feels like that's all I knit anymore. I know that's not the case, but that's how it feels.
I wandered thru the stash this morning and nothing called out to me. I'm going to spend some time this afternoon looking at books and hoping that I can find a pattern that calls to me.
The boy, who is really a man, mentioned how I must really like knitting socks the other day because that's all I seem to knit. I gave him some glib smartass answer because I didn't want to go into the truth of it with him... yet again. The fact is that I'm very unhappy with my weight and don't want to knit anything that requires a real size because of that and because I'm hoping to change the weight stuff. A girl never has to worry about whether or not the socks will fit when it comes to size/weight issues.
So, in a way, I feel like I'm hiding behind the socks, lace and occasional hat. I want to knit a cute little cardi for spring, but the nightmare of figuring out sizing and gauges and all that does not sound/feel like a good time. I even looked at the pattern for the cardi I was thinking about knitting last year. I really don't like it now. I think it's because I already did drop shoulders and I know just how flattering they can be. o.0
Maybe I should spend more time doing sit-ups while I ponder. *L* At least, then, I'd have something to show for the time, right?
See... still an emotional knitter.