A Dear Jane Letter
Around lunchtime I realized that the sock was trying to tell me something. Something along these lines:
We haven't been getting along very well lately. Don't you think that frogging the same inch three times in three days is too much? I think we should take a break.
The right kneesock
I can see where the kneesock is coming from. I'm going to take some time to actually chart the pattern, and maybe finish up that sweater. It may be harder to carry around but wow, is it easier to knit on.