Hoorah for weekending. I was elbow deep in dyed fiber, took the first mall trip in I can’t even remember when, and spent 48 hours saving Hyrule. With help from the cats.

2 points to the Hubs for learning to operate the camera.

I also finished the new monkey socks:

Same specs as prior, Claudia’s Handpainted in the Purple Earth colorway.
These are the best fitting socks on me I have knit to date. I call them the spooky socks for the colors, and because I knit these while watching season 1 of the X-Files, grafting the final toe during The Erlenmeyer Flask. Through reliving this series after so many years, I’ve realized some things.
1. In 1993, cell phones were amfek HUGE.
2. Scully is a really one dimensional character.
3. Mulder is more crazy than I originally gave him credit for.
4. He is no Seeley Booth.
5. I continue to heart the series despite its shortcomings. But it could have been so. much. better.
During this review of important episodes, I ripped back what I had started on a potato sock. Or whatever you wanna call it.

It took three times to get through the first repeat and in all honesty, I just wasn’t feeling it. Maybe I’ll come back someday. In the meantime, I found some falling leaves to distract. And once I get my size 2’s back, I think I’ll make with another pair of Monkey.

Where are my size 2’s, you ask? Why, knitting a sock, of course.
On two different size sets of needles, no less. Which one will triumph? Only time will tell.