Rip it, rip it

The knitting blog has been quiet lately, as I've been in rather a knitting funk. I spent two days untangling the mess I made of one skein of yarn, only to begin knitting it into a sock and then frogging it all while I was working on the gusset because of too many visible mistakes. Then I started another pair and ended up frogging that after two inches because it didn't look right. And then I started a third sock, this one involving colorwork, and when I tried it on I couldn't get it over my heel. So there's been a lot of ripping going on in my house lately.

My next intended project was the Anemoi mittens, but I may put those off for a bit, at least until Mercury retrograde is over. I don't generally put a lot of stock in astrology, but between all of my knitting disasters, the job search that is going nowhere, and not feeling like reading anything (and I read everything), there may be something to this.

In the meantime, I'll be getting ready to head to Florida to watch baseball!

And a little bit of amusement, from Deb (Chappy's Mom):

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