I started out this week with so much nothing going on that I wasn't sure how I was going to fill it - six days off in a row with no plan did not seem like a good idea. However the days filled up all on their own, cleaning, sewing and grocery shopping took up way more time then they usually would have. I also went to work, you heard that correctly, on my day off I went to work even though no one was sick and there was no great emergency. Sometimes I astound myself with my oddness.
The real reason for all of this dedication to nothing much is my ambivalence about this sock. It's a Flutter-by (pardon the Ravelry link) and perfect for this yarn but I'm not sure if it's perfect for my feet. You have to cast on 70 stitches and due to the lack of stretch in the pattern they really are needed. I'm just afraid that they won't stay up when I wear them. My fear has led to a big back and forth debate in my mind, to knit or not to knit. Maybe more of a frog debate.
So every time I start to knit anything I think about these socks and then I stop knitting. Yup, I stop knitting. I've been traumatized into cleaning instead of knitting. I've managed to get through the heal and gusset but whenever I attempt to try them on I get cold feet.
When I was a kid when ever I didn't want to eat something I'd claim to be allergic. My list of "allergies" were much shorter then my brother's but we both tried valiantly to get out of eating things like boiled spinach. Knitting this sock has taken on the same feeling - it might be good for me but no way I'm I going to like it. I love the pattern so much, perfect for multi-coloured yarn, but if they don't work out the disappointment will be deathly. If you're less paranoid then I am cast on for a pair, they should be gorgeous.