It is a day for bits and peices. I don't go to town. Singular Thursdays are not for starting big projects. Its a day for housework and setting things to rights. It is a day for those little tasks that are only noticed when you don't do them, like cleaning your fridge and wiping the fingerprints from around the light switches. Thursday is a day of ordinary, a day of mundane, a day of simple, regular things.
Thursday is a good day for socks. Socks fit in the bits of the day between bathroom cleaning and vacuuming and tidying and putting. Socks are a great accompaniment to the days coffee breaks and pauses. They fit well with the fits and starts and the odd little victories that are housekeeping.
Today, I really feel like knitting socks. I need a break from the cotton and I need a break from all the thinking and planning. I need the mundane and the simple. Socks are the perfect place to go.
I am going to finish the Earl Grey Socks today and if there is time, I'll cast on for another pair. Simple prosaic socks for a simple prosaic day.