While in Poughkeepsie for Christine and Justin’s wedding (which was awesome, by the way), I went bowling. First we were going to go minigolfing, which is an obsession of Ben and Elissa’s, but then I saw a bowling alley, and successfully changed our destination. I am no good at all, but I did manage to win two games. I was so excited to get there, but then I picked up a bowling ball and realized: if my wrist was too sore to knit, what in the world was I doing in a bowling alley?? I wasn’t thinking at all. During the second game, my wrist really started to get sore, but I was using an 8 pound ball, which is pretty much the smallest I could use and still be using an adult ball. I worried that I would be in pain during the wedding and the next day, but AMAZINGLY enough, my wrist stopped hurting and I actually got quite a bit of knitting done on Monday and today. Plus, the curiosity got to me and I tried on the socks, so now I know that they do actually fit me. It’s pretty exciting.

I’ve been having some pain in my left wrist, so I find it difficult to knit more than a couple of rows in any one sitting. I’ve been favoring it and waiting for the pain to go away, but it’s been a while now since I felt this way, so I think I’m going to have to go to a doctor. Bummer!

I’ve finished the heel of my second pair of jaywalkers, and now I’m decreasing them and preparing for six mind-numbing inches of the foot. I keep forgetting to see if I can get my ankle into this pair. If not, I’ll have to find SOMEBODY else to give them to. Too late, I found out that there are a couple of larger, official updates to the pattern, which can be found here. If this pair doesn’t fit me, I guess I’ll go up to the next larger size. I’m going to be in Poughkeepsie this weekend for Christine and Justin’s wedding (yay!), so maybe I can try to get some more done on the socks while I’m traveling to and from.

Also, while looking for something else entirely, I came across a bag that I have been 95% finished with for the past two years. Everything is knitted and felted, and now I just have to sew the darned pieces together. Nevermind the fact that this bag is no longer to my exact taste, I should just be done with it, right? I think I don’t want to finish it.