Thoughts about Socks

How do I even begin about socks? Let me see.

Me, I have a short little span of attention, I do. I get distracted by shiny objects more often than I'd care to admit. You may even think that knitting is not necessarily the best choice in crafts for me. And to be completely truthful, I think you'd be right. However, I'm also a gear-a-holic, a book-a-holic, and to the extreme discomfort of my husband, a needle-a-holic. While these are my pet addictions, the seriously major one, the mother of all addictions, the pet that turned mammoth, the very one that might just qualify me for a nice 50% Alpaca-50% Merino-50% Silk-50% Cashmere, hand dyed, hand spun, hand knitted, sportweight straight jacket is being a yarn-a-holic (And now I will sing an ode to yarn. Yummy, plush, soft, sweet, sleek, smooth, warm, fuzzy, beautiful yarn... grrr... uhm... what was I talking about? oh. Socks. I'll be getting to that in a sec. Bare with me.)

So anyway. Knitting. Not the best choice for someone like me. I get distracted, as I mentioned.

Patterns are really like shiny objects. And I am like a magpie. I can browse through the innumerable amount of knitting books that I own and go "ooh! I wanna make that! I should! I should! ooh!!! that! I wanna make that! oh! or that! oooooooh!!! that!" You should see the size of my queue. It's disgusting.

Yarn stores are even worse. "ooooooh!! I want that yarn! ooh ooh! that yarn! I swear I will knit with it! I swear! ooooh! I promise I won't just lie in it naked and purr! I have just the pattern for it. oooooh!!!!!!! that!"

It's hopeless really.

And then when I finally manage to climb out of the huge huge pile of yarn, and books, and patterns, and needles, and start to actually knit something. That's when I get completely impatient. "weeeelll??? knit knit knit knit... purl purl purl purl... "

And then it's done, and I'm pleased with it, and everything is great??
HA! think again!

I finish the back, the front, and one sleeve. And get all "oooh! I really should be knitting that hat!" and I start on the hat. And just as I come to finishing it, it's "oooh! and these socks! they look so awesome! (I really should go and get some yarn for it...)" and so I knit one sock. And you know what? it does look awesome. But to knit the other one is so boring. Ugh.

So I have quite a few orphaned bootees at home, and a few orphaned socks. And people who see them say "wow, that's beautiful, where's the other one?" and I say "there isn't another one" and then they say "did you lose it?"

And not for one moment are they able to grasp the concept of a single shoe. Or a single sock. That never ever had a siser. Never ever. Not for one moment.

And that my brothers and sisters is the problem with Tech-no-lo-gee. People do not appreciate the value that there is in just one sock. Or mitten. Or bootee. Or whatever it is that normally comes in pairs. They just assume. They do not appreciate the patience and concentration it takes to create the one. They simply take it for granted that there are two of them.

And I say: PAH!
I say PAH! PAH! and "ooh!!!! c-ute soaker!!!!!!"