You may have noticed the silence in the little corner of the blogsphere.
As mentioned earlier in the week, I hadn't picked up the needles. That trend continued right in to Saturday. Blame a crushing workload and a crapton of other stress and tasks last week that left me with no time what soever to knit.
Of course, that might have been a good thing given my state of mind at the time. If I had picked up the needles, someone might have lost an eye.
But Saturday morning came, and after a decent night's sleep, I was feeling relatively calmer (or at least not homicidal) so I turned to the needles. But I didn't want to work on anything I already had on the go. I need some instant gratification.Baby socks to the rescue!
As you know, I'm not one of those women who gets all gooey over babies (unless they have fur)... but there are few things cuter in the world than wee, knitted baby socks. And stressed or not, they certainly bring a smile to my face.
These will go to our web designer at work - his wife is due with their first child in a few days.
And Monday is back to hell.. I mean work... but hopefully I'll be able to snag a few hours here and there just for myself.