Bitches Get Stitches

the never ending sock
continues on the path
of never ending.

i’ve read over and over how,
if you just take the sock with you
and knit a little hear and there,

BOOM!

it will be done.

clearly the yarn harlot is lying liar bad guy
because this sock will not fucking end.
i even knit on it in the movies! on dpns!
(i was proud. i fixed a drop stitch by feel)
i think i’m simply not a sock knitter
and socks will only end for sock knitters.

i thank heavens my dear reader nancy p.
took a shawl instead of this pair of socks
because she’d still be waiting.

the thing that really gets me?
i don’t even think these socks will end up being for me.
i think they’re just slightly too tight.

so i need to find a man with a)
a foot slightly smaller than mine & b)
will appreciate the socks.

of course i might have years to find this cinderello.
especially if the sock keeps growing at its current rate.
i’m just hoping this sock won’t celebrate its own anniversary
before i graft the fucker shut.

just keep knitting.
isn’t that what they say?
(sorry for the lousy office shot. it’ll have it’s proper photoshoot as a f.o.)

have i mentioned i leave for sweden on friday?