My friend, Melanie, always says that we do things out of duty or devotion and that it really doesn't matter as long as we get the job done.
This is a sock of duty and not devotion. I made my middle son a pair of socks last fall and when they were finished he proclaimed them "too tight". I decided that rather than frog them I'd donate them to Dulaan. He's been nicely reminding me since then that he still needs a pair of socks.
I had this gray and blue Silja in my stash for years and he liked it so I decided to make him blue socks with gray cuffs, heels and toes. He's thrilled with how they look and feel. The problem is that I HATE the Silja - really, really hate it. It feels fake and plastic and nasty. My hands are spoiled by "luxury" yarns and I just don't like the way this feels. It's not a bit fun to knit with.
Still, I'll cast on for the second sock cast on tonight so my son has a pair. Duty not devotion is what keeps me going.
Oh, I hate that. That was the same thing when I was making the Knucks, the yarn assaulted my poor hands. I am convinced that was what made them so dry.
ReplyDeleteThe sock looks great though.
the sock looks so pretty though I am sorry its doing a number on your poor hands!! =)
ReplyDeleteWhat a great Mom!! Whether it's duty or devotion....you are doing it. I refuse to make my younger kids socks - I KNOW they would get lost/ruined/eaten by the dog or would suffer some other fate...even just feet that grow too fast.
ReplyDeleteSometimes Duty wins out. It's hard to knit with yarn you don't like. The socks look good.
ReplyDeleteAs quick a knitter as you are, you will be done soon! And look at it this way...they are perfect for Project Spectrum.
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful yarn do you have to treat yourself when this is done?
But when the duty knitting is done, you will not longer have the Silja in your stash hanging over your head, you will have finished a project spectrum project, you will have kept a promise to your son AND you can treat yourself by knitting with something you like!
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