Let me tell you how the day unfolded. After having a delicious lunch at the South Melbourne Trader, my buddy (brilliant knitter that she is had gone prepared, ready to "turn the heel" for goodness sake!) and I set out for the suburb of Kensington in Melbourne, to a cute little shop called Onabee.
Onabee is packed full to the brim with fabulous things. All those things that we like so much!! There was wool and buttons and fabric and craft kits ... it's a little Aladdin's Cave of goodness, and I was easily distracted by everything around me.
Maybe my problem was that I was dreaming about a new crochet blanket project, or wondering how many chocolate biscuits it is socially acceptable to eat in a two-hour class. Is three okay? But sock knitting was not a happening thing for me. After quickly assessing my skill-level it was decided that four needles should become two, and we'd do a pattern that requires stitching up at the end, and after casting on my 66 stitches and painstakingly doing a few rows it was decided that a different size needle was required, so I began again. And now take a look at my knitting when I pulled it out of the bag this morning ...
Methinks I need to just quietly pop this away for a little while and come back to it later; to perhaps realise in life there are moments for challenges and moments for sitting in the comfort of knowing exactly what it is that you are doing!!
Hope you're enjoying a relaxing Sunday afternoon, and have a fabulous week.