Sean was up this morning before me.  By the time I got upstairs, he was ensconced in his favorite sun room chair and engrossed in some academic book about Thomas Pynchon.  The only reason he even stopped his reading to put on the socks and be my foot model was that he said his feet were cold.  And then he saw that only one sock was done.

I don’t remember when I finished the first sock.  I do know that it was well over a year ago and it took a few days, because Sean has big old size 11 feet, as opposed to my mother, who can wear shoes from the kids’ department and therefore is a lot easier to knit socks for.  I probably started the second sock shortly after I finished the first one, but then my crafter’s ADHD kicked in and I lost interest.  I forgot all about these socks, until I pulled out my basket of unfinished knitting to embark on this New Year’s resolution to complete all of my unfinished projects.

I’ll probably spend today and tomorrow on this pair.  Sean said that when he was putting on the first sock, it was a little tight around the cuff (and what with the broken right elbow, he had a hell of a time pulling it on in the first place).  I’ll finish the second sock and then go back to the first one, rip out the cuff, and do it over.  Now that I think of it, this might be a three-day project, because the cuffs need to be longer anyway.  I think I’m starting to remember why I abandoned these socks the first time around.