See the yarn sheepishly peeking out from behind the candle? It doesn't want you to know that it has been knit up as sock a, sock b and sock c. A little awkward for it, to say the least. The yarn wants to be socks and does not want to fight with me anymore. It yearns to stop splitting, knitting at odd tensions, and jumping off needles at random moments (you know, like when laying untouched inside a knitting bag). Due to this change of heart, the yarn is pleased to announce that it will be cooperating from here on out. Having let me knit one complete sock, that I am calling the Electric Wiggle, we are now ready to begin the second. No longer will it fight me every step of the way. I have a feeling that knitting the second sock should be a breeze.
The yarn is content.
I will be content.