I’m so embarassed. There’s no need for an Amber (and cherrywood, black, and rust) alert any more. I found the sock. Right under my nose.

No, Tricky, it wasn’t on my foot. (But that was a great suggestion!) It was on the spare chair at the kitchen table, safely tucked against the wall. In a fit of cleaning off the table for guests, I must have stored it on the seat, out of sight, out of mind and out of harm’s way.

All of my fears about having left it in Austin, or work, or in my car, never to be seen again were unfounded. My entire day was out of whack, wracking my brain as to where I left this little bugger. I want to thank the kindness of y’all: Trish, Adrienne, Scout, Michelle, and Elemmaciltur. Your compassion knows no bounds.

I think I’ve learned a lesson from all of this… I gotta finish what I’ve started. In addition to socks, there’s a scarf, a Knuck, a pair of felted clogs, and two sweater (and a third that’s been zipperless for years!) that are begging for attention, and a handful of promised designs. Add to that a stash that needs to be cataloged, my knitting is stressing me out.

Feel free to call me out if you see me start anything new. And I’ll do my best to tend to my socks.

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