If socks could talk… They would agree with my pets, that it is too hot to function outside, and we should really all be sleeping.
Jinx
Bond, our black lab
If socks could talk, they would be annoyed with me for ignoring them.
If socks could talk, they would urge me to sit on my patio with a cold drink, and get to finishing them.
If socks could talk, they would remind me that their patterns are in a library book, and I have now had that book for nearly nine weeks.
If socks could talk, they would remind me exactly how many projects I have finished since moving home (1).
If socks could talk, they would tell me that I was a bad knitter.
If socks could talk, they would inform me that using the name “thetravellingsock” is actually false advertising, because I never travel.
If socks could talk, they would remind me that when I do travel, I usually have to drive, hence they are left at home.
If socks could talk, they would lament the end of hockey season, and hours of uninterrupted knitting time.
If socks could talk, they would insist that I free them of their prison, the knitting bag.
If socks could talk, they would remind me that opening a store on Etsy is an awful idea, when I can’t even finish two pairs of socks.
If socks could talk, they would insist that I forget about the rest of the stash, and what I want to knit with it.
If socks could talk, they would inform me that my blog readers have yet to see a finished project on here.
If socks could talk, they would be right.