Sock Blank Crisis, update on Mom's sweater, and Tank-top craving nearly fulfilled

Socks. Ah, the unsolvable puzzle. The headache of the ages. The best way to make oneself ill. Well, at least for me. I remember how to make socks, sort of. It's just, I can't get my mind around it. Maybe it's a mental block? maybe it's just the fact that that last time I knit something remotely sock-like, I turned the heel, and Afterwards I felt like I had just done a marathon. Why does it feel like that??? Anyway, I fear socks with a deathly, crazy, irrational fear. I have sockophobia. And what's worse, I have a sock blank. Sh#t.

I didn't ask for a sock blank. I just won a knitting contest on Ravelry, and my prize? A nice magazine, and a stupid SOCK BLANK!!! The ONE thing that I can't knit. (sigh) So, right now, I'm trying to decide what to do with it.

Why am I even trying, you ask? well, it's because Mom's sweater has gotten so dull and tiring, that I really don't want to do it anymore. Of course, however, I must, because mom's birthday is in less than a week . . . darn it! I have to finish off the neck, which, while seemingly an easy task, is actually quite hard, because I have a heck of a lot of stitches to decrease. I might just take the neck and cast it off, and then work on the sleeves . . . I have no idea! It's just seeming so impossible right now! Augh!

Since this is such a hard project to finish, I've also been getting cravings. If you read the last post, you know what I mean. Today, I found out how much I'll need to buy the yarn for my tank top. It's a lovely yarn, and I cannot wait until I get the materials to do it! I can just see it, settling around me, as I'm taking the kids out to parks, fountains, the zoo, anywhere! how exciting! Now if I can just get the money . . .

Ciao for now,

Cimorine