Yarn from Long Dog Yarns‘ sock kit in Jawbreaker (main color) and Midnight Affair (trim).
This is what I love about knitting: you can endure a few weeks where everything is just far enough askew from normal as to inhibit Regular Knitting and still end up with a pair of socks.
You can be too exhausted to work out the math for a new design or learn a new technique and still knit socks.
Your child, who is supposed to go to bed at 7:00, can instead go to bed at 8:30 (impeding that rare final hour of reasonable brain function), and you can still progress on a sock for that single precious hour of Adult Time.
The yarn you ordered for a new project can be All Wrong, leaving you in an insufferable conundrum as to what-to-do, but you can always fall back to the sock.
You can be social–go camping and visit with friends–and still knit a sock, even from the confines of your tent.
While I admit, a simple pair of vanilla socks wasn’t my planned knitting outcome* from the past few weeks, I will take them. They are pretty and bright. Plus they make me smile.
And no, I did not follow my own advice. (Do I ever?) I did not take these socks on a single walk. I was pretty much horizontal on the sofa for nearly every stitch.
So there, world.
Now, will someone please hand me a brownie?
*Planned knitting outcomes = one shawl, one child’s size poncho, one hat, and basically seventeen sweaters. Perhaps not realistic, but hey, AIM HIGH!