There is nothing - nothing, I tell you - like knitting a very thick pair of socks. Bulky yarn knits up so fast!
It took hardly any hours of very cosy stitching to get the first of my geranium socks to the chompy sock monster stage.
Chomp chomp chomp.
Love that. Loved every round of this sock yarn, loved being able to match it up to an existing sock in the same fiber and very similar weight so I didn't have to second guess my sizing.
Loved saying La La La, I am totally getting through this sock by
lunchtime tomorrow and not running out of yarn because I weighed it and
Dang! How can that happen? I knit the leg too long, didn't I. Oh man.
Not to worry! I love this sock, and I am willing to make an extremely weird toe finish with what little is lying around in the same yarn weight. See?
So weird, yet oddly appealing. And unfortunately...
So short. By just enough to be not comfortable. GAH.
I'll bring this baby back out to show you when I've ripped out and reknit, okay? Meanwhile, may your own knitting day go smoothly and with lots of Ups.