Ah ha! I have finally finished a pair of socks that I started so long ago I can’t even remember when that was. And I am not sure who likes them more…me or my cat. This was my first successful attempt at handspinning my own yarn, so I am doubly pleased that the socks came out nicely.
And I am afraid to mention that on the very first day that I finally got to wear my new socks, I tripped on a crack in the sidewalk. Oh yes, I collapsed in a graceless heap on the ground in front of several people who all cried out in surprise and shock for me. I, being the elegant creature that I am, started laughing hysterically at the irony. Indeed, I have bruised a knee and twisted an ankle in the process. Is that a bad omen for the socks?