Oh, I miss it

5/23/2019

I've done almost no knitting for the last two and a half weeks, and I miss it sorely. I'm still carrying it with me, but I've worked almost no stitches. This feels like hell. The next knitting opportunity won't be until Saturday.

What I've  been carrying with me--a plain sock toe up, I've gotten 2 rows of toe increases done. The yarn for a second "The Shift" to be worked in fingering weight yarn, rather than the DK of the original pattern. I plan on doing 7 repeats, rather than 5. Not even cast on (which is 4 stitches). Yarn for the second "Cables up the Back" sock from the 2018 Fiddlehead sock club.

What this lack of knitting does: It triggers withdrawal anxiety. I feel at sixes and sevens; like my world is tilting off its axis. Knitting calms me. It's my equivalent of meditation. OK, enough writing, I'll try to get some knitting in this morning.