I've read a bajillion knitting blogs and so many knitters seemed to knit socks. Jaywalkers, Monkeys, Sockapalooza, Summer of Socks. Socks, socks, socks. I didn't get it. I appreciated the value of a handknit sock. I knew I could go into a store and buy a pair of socks for a few dollars, but that didn't mean that handknitted socks weren't worth the yarn cost, time and effort. It just seemed to me that socks would not be fun to knit - tedious, tiny needles, dpns. Why would all of these people want to knit socks?
Now I get it. I don't want to sleep. I don't want to eat. I don't want to take a shower, get dressed, or leave the house. I want to knit this sock. I'm in love with my sock. It's amazing to me to see it coming along. I can't resist trying it on. I love my sock.
I want to knit more socks. I don't really want to knit the mate to this first sock. I want to move right on to a fancy sock pattern, like the Monkey. I want to knit it out of really great yarn, like this. I want to ignore my miters, my cardigan, and even the EZ Baby Surprise Jacket pattern that arrived yesterday (soaking wet in my mailbox!). It's all about socks.
A note about the EZ BSJ . . . I skimmed over the pattern and it's wacky (for me). I'm sure that when I make myself sit and read it carefully and get started, it will come together. But at first glance . . . yikes. Thankfully, I have help from the WEBS podcasts and from notes I've found on a few websites. I'll do it. But first, socks.