No, seriously. There are many good reasons to hate cleaning. In fact my old blog was subtitled "My adventures in knitting and my noble goal of avoiding all housework." It's a good goal. One should always have goals. But I digress (as usual). The office has been a disaster lately, so I decided on some minor tidying up. And I pulled out the sock yarn basket. (Insert music of doom).
I found many half wound balls, and all sorts of tangled nastiness. Now the sock yarn basket used to be 2 baskets, but then I destashed. Today I found that it really needed some major attention. So I put things together, I un-snargled all the snargles, and I put my ballwinder to good use.
It's bigger than it looks. There is a solid layer of wound balls underneath the hanks and skeins. Now you might be saying, crazy ole Corrina, this is a good thing. Look how nice your sock basket looks. You can finish the rest of the winding later, you did good work today. And I did. I accomplished quite a bit. But then, the bad thing happened. I found this:
Notice the lone nature of that lovely sock. Looks nice doesn't it? Cozy and with the happy colors? But it's so lonely. So now I have to decide. Do I add another WIP to my ravelry page, or do I sacrifice this nice finished sock?
I guess the good news is that I knit it so long ago I forgot about it. It will probably be "new" and "exciting" to knit the second one. Right? Right?