Slogging along

Slog, slog, one needle in front of the other, slog, throw yarn, slog.

I am slogging my way through the second Secret Wedding Sock. 4 3/4 inches down. 32 days to go.

I am slogging my way through the second NOT After Bertha Tube socks, aka my current decoy socks. 2 3/4 inches finished.

I am pseudo-slogging my way through the second Jaywalking sock. (Translation: I haven't touched them in a week. Ever since they were demoted, for a single day, mind you, from the decoy sock, I have ignored them.) Just turned the heel, or just about to, I can't remember, maybe I was in the middle of the heel. . . the sock is about halfway done.

I was started to feel very weird by all of these second socks in progress, with none near completion. Then I realized. When I finished one (or more) of these socks, I can cast on something new. I have wonderful, colorful, soft, delicious sock yarn just waiting, BEGGING, to be cast on and turned into socks. Happy dance with me.

Today, it is all about the second socks.