Oh, for the love--

Had to run out today, and the local Zellers is having a clearance sale on a lot of things. I got five pairs of socks for $7. Perfectly serviceable not-especially-fluffy work-suitable socks.

I'm sort of sitting here, staring at my knitting, thinking--wait, why do I do this again?

snakey said this morning (and I think it was a quote) "Translating Anglo-Saxon is like knitting socks: time-consuming and unnecessary, so you better do it for love." And I suppose that's it, although I think it might be for values of love which also cover my tendency to get obsessed with details.

I still haven't frogged the damn things.