Sock Kitty
I could hear the wind howling all day long today, and a cold breeze was coming straight in through the door, I tried to repair it with packing tape. We all managed to stay warm inside though. We listened to Christmas carols, which I’ve hardly done at all this year so far. The wind howled away outside – our poor snowman kept blowing right over.
I wrapped gifts, and then the other Mrs W called to offer some support because I am off on Wednesday to take the 2nd step in getting a divorce since I filed, I have been really nervous about this. Stupidly I suppose I have been imagining myself pathetically trying to justify why I want a divorce while strangers critically look over all the forms, but have been assured it is nothing like this at all. Am still dreading it, but did feel better after chatting with Mrs W, and then Lara called and I had to say goodbye to serve up lunch . . . roast chicken, baked potatoes with cheddar and feta cheese, green beans – it was delicious. Felt so stuffed afterward that instead of making cookies (when will I get round to my big fat cookies this year?) me and Miss W worked on a sock kitty using an old sock of Number 2′s. It turned out fairly well, I suppose considering neither of us are at all crafty types like her big sister, but we didn’t have black thread for the whiskers.
Still, it was quite a fun and quick project for a cold afternoon . . . I want some men’s socks now to make a large dog, think I will also try my hand at a sock elephant for Number 1.
Then it seemed the day was over . . . Number 1 back from his dad’s place, Number 2 in snooze mode, Miss W in her bedroom reading with Cloudy. It is dark outside, I am nice and cosy, divorce and unemployment fears at rest for the moment.
December 14, 2009



I like the sock kitty! I have bag of odd socks and I think it’s time for to come to terms with the fact that I may never find their matches.