After being a bit sock-crazed for the past month, I'm beginning to get ... well, just a little bored with socks. I did cast on my Cincinnati Redlegs socks, and I'm nearly finished with the first one - but I'm finding it tremendously boring, and I have to find the gumption to finish them before I start a lace scarf or something (daydreaming about lace a lot lately), because I want them in time for Opening Day. That's about two weeks away, and two weeks sounds like a long time, which is why the little voice in the back of my head keeps saying, "You've got two weeks to finish those socks! Go on, have a little lace!"
That little voice is evil. I have to be wearing the socks for the first game of the season, or else the Reds will be doomed to another losing season. If I get these socks done in time, they'll play well all year! I'd better get cracking. The Reds are counting on me. (They don't know it, though. Better not tell them; I don't want Brandon to think I'm crazy. Bronson, either.)
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Right. And poor Dusty's got enough to worry about. :)
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