I had some big plans for this past weekend. I was going to go to a local arts festival with Dale where I would enter a pie in the pie contest, wear my newly finished Twist sweater and have Dale take photos of said sweater out in the beautiful autumn scenery.
I didn’t do any of those things. The pie wasn’t up to my standards. The sweater was still wet from blocking. And no sweater to model meant no photos.
You know what, though? I was fine with the change in my plans. I stayed home and entertained myself with knitting the first clue of the Through the Loops Mystery Socks and watching season three of Alias. It wasn’t what I planned but it was just what I needed.
I had big plans for Sunday, too. Dale was off at a Civil War event and I was home alone. It was chilly so I made a big pot of chicken and rice soup.
I built a fire in the woodstove.
And I wore wool socks for the first time this season.
It was exactly what I planned and it was just what I needed.