Back on the needles

I'm back on the needles - sounds like I'm a junkie doesn't it?

The sock progresses - I've turned the heel so we're on the home stretch. And I've nearly finished a third neck warmer (just the seaming to do). And I'm about to start a baby cardigan - I'm dithering between Stephanie Pearl McPhee's Daisy and the Baby Yoda Sweater by Cari Luna. This fit of enthusiasm will probably expire on Tuesday when I'm back at work, but that should be long enough to finish the sock at least.

I realise, reading back over this blog (oh the things we do to delay housework), that the last entry was the first time I've mentioned a book, apart from the odd knitting book and university things. If you knew me in real life you would find this odd. (I can safely say if you knew me because nobody I really know reads this blog. I mention it occassionally to friends and family and they go, 'Oh a blog about knitting; how interesting,' and stay away in their droves.) I read all the time. I read when I'm cooking, I read while I'm knitting (except socks or lace), I read while I'm theoretically watching TV. I read in the bath. I read in bed. I read while I'm brushing my teeth. When people say they haven't got time to read I look at them blankly, and say, ' but what are traffic lights for?'. We have books in our sitting room, dining room, kitchen, bedrooms, spare room, bathroom, toilet and garage. We have books in the car, books down the back of the sofa, books under the pillow, books piled up in the wardrobes. I sell books for a living. And yet I rarely mention it here. Very odd. And I guess, proof, should you need it, that a blog can only ever be a very partial reflection of a person's life.

Anyway... I think maybe I'm knitting again because the excitement of being back at work has well and truly worn off! I left home at 6 am on Thursday and got home at 6 pm on Friday, having driven 754.8 km, and I remembered how tiring this job can be! I'm still really enjoying the change, but I'm not as excited as I was the first two weeks. The trip, although long, tiring and busy, was lovely. We really live in one of the prettiest countries in the world. Driving from Kerikeri to Kaitaia around the coast early on Friday morning, I was just grinning inanely the entire time - it was so beautiful. And the girls were just fine and only missed me a little bit.

Now, some advice please... Is there a guide to blog etiquette on the net somewhere? Lovely people comment on my blog and I usually comment myself on their comment. But that does feel a bit like writing someone a thank you card, and then leaving it on your front porch so that they have to come and pick it up themselves. But if you then go to their blog and comment, other people can't follow the conversation (for want of a better word) which seems equally rude. Does any of that make sense? What's the protocol here????

Anyway... back to the sock before the knitting frenzy passes...