Knitting socks on the bus is so cool.
Who knew that working with four tiny needles on a little tube shaped piece of fabric could make the start of the working day so much better?
Well, I suspected, but I didn't know for sure.
Now, I do.
I stepped off the bus into a sunny but chilly Canberra morning, having spent 45 minutes completely oblivious to anything more than the needles, the yarn, the ipod and the sun and thought, yeah, this'll get me through the day nicely. A good start.
Maybe life doesn't suck entirely?
Of course, I have said sock in a little bag here on my desk at work and I so want to be working on it. Can't scratch that itch today, I'm afraid. Grrr...
happy knitting
Bells
xo
3 hours ago
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