dubiety

I wish I had a better excuse, but it should come as no surprise that a certain something has been keeping me from yarns and needles the last two days.
It's a ploy, you see. They dragged and dragged out the release of my beloved Hylian, first days, then months, then an entire year. Then they release him mere days before final Christmas gifts need to be completed before I can (finally?) get to some self indulgent knitting. I have discovered that this is the plot to drive me insane.
And don't you believe for one damn second that it's not the case.
Of course, had they delivered such an item as was planned last year per /whispers of old friends, there is a serious possibility that this whole knitting thing wouldn't have seemed like such a good idea at the time.
Then I might not be in this predicament, but I would not have the things I do today.
So I trudge back to the sock (which is so not blue) and continue the labors of love.
I am extraordinarily elated over something that I am not at liberty to speak of just quite yet. I can only infer that it has most decidedly lifted my holiday spirits to unfathomable heights.

This is all my self control will allow me to transmit at this moment. I can not even be coerced into photographing all the crazy wacky things that have been created in the last two weeks, and I heart me some one on one time with the camera and this amazingly beautiful weather.
Yeah, that bad.