It wasn't half bad.

 I didn't get a single call for the midnight shift last night, though I pretty much got my fanny handed to me on the front half of that 16 hour marathon.  Miraculously, I was able to get some sleep, even if it was the usual type of sleep I get with one eye open.  Instead of a deep slumber, I felt like I was hovering around full consciousness for the entire time I slept.

Sock knitting and the Peleton.  

I've been knitting socks again.  I know that shouldn't seem like big news, but it sort of is.  I can't really recall the last time I knit a pair for myself.  I've knit a few singletons that have suffered from single sock syndrome: languishing as only socks can because I was bored with the pattern, or the yarn, or both.  I have a few of those going on around here, now lost in one of several project bags. It's sort of too hot to knit anything but the tiniest of woolen items, so socks are perfect.  Besides, I'm down to only a couple of pair to wear that aren't full of holes.

This sock won't suffer the same lonely fate as the others.  I like the yarn that my friend hand dyed and I love Stephanie's Lismore Cable Socks pattern, and though typically one would not pair this busy variegated yarn and pattern together, I'm not minding.  If I'd chosen a more solid yarn, those cables would really pop.  I made a couple of mistakes in the pattern by failing to follow the designer's instructions, but that's really OK.  The errors are nothing critical.  I wrote notes all over my Goodreader copy so I can remember to make the same "mistakes" on sock two.  And there will be a sock two.

Back in March, I purchased the Nancy Bush book, Folk Socks.  This morning I was perusing that book and planning my next pair of socks.  Something simple, I think.  Something to knit with Bearfoot yarn from Mountain Colors--which is in Montana-- in the Crazy Woman colorway.  Something I'll wear to pad around that house in Ennis, Montana 37 days from today.

But who's counting?  Me.  I'm counting days, but first I have to get through the next 16 hours.  Please, please, if there was ever a time for a duplicate day, this is it.