First off, happy. David is home, and off work for the next long little while - see his blog for details. It's a good thing. We may even have a date or two in there, as well as some great days together.
On to randomness. Haven't been knitting in days and days, and I realize it's because I have been avoiding the Mystery Socks. Love the wool, loved the cuffs, love the ankle pattern. Don't love continuing the pattern on the top of the foot, for a couple of reasons. I don't like bulk over my instep, and I reaaaally don't like having to think about a pattern for half a round and then knit plain, for row upon row. Solution therefore is to rip back to the heel, and reknit the foot in plain stockinette, so I have the joy of the pretty pattern up top and the comfort of plain vanilla along the foot.
Smart, no? I plan to do this tonight, while David and I watch an episode of Life together.
More randomness...still loving the audiobook of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. I'm through disc 8 of 11 now, listening only in the car. My rhetorical question is this: If you were an author, and you put in a character who was also your namesake, would you make her the incredibly annoying, rather dull, superhumanly nice character? Why? Especially when it's rather obvious that you are a student of human nature, and you DON'T really think the best of everyone, or else you never would have written the book. Ahem.