An Experiment

Staggering into bed last night, I was thinking over some remarkable things that were going to happen today, and was just overwhelmed with the wonderfulness of it all. 

For starters, I went to bed at 10:30 without setting an alarm for the morning.   I’ve had the most brutal cold throughout Sock Summit.  It descended upon my being like a harbinger of doom while I was on the plane last Monday- I left Toronto entirely well, and landed entirely unwell.  I was over the worst of it by Thursday  when we were really gearing up, but I’ve still been dreaming of proper sleep for days.  The irony is that naturally,  I was up at 6:30am today, but the point is that I was up because I was done sleeping, not because I had to go to work. I came downstairs and got a cup of coffee and my knitting and started to think about what today holds, and  I am just so excited.

Today, my friends – is an amazing day. Today I am going to do something that I have heard a lot of buzz about, and I’ve really, really been looking forward to trying.  Apparently sometimes, people who have jobs (and even people who have amazing, fantastic jobs like mine) have a day where they don’t do that job.
It’s reputedly pretty good.  I’m not sure how exactly one goes about it, but I feel like what I have going on right now is a good start.

I’ve got a pair of socks I’ve been working on this last week on the needles, and I think I’ll try and finish them today – I know that’s big talk from the lady on the foot of the first sock, but with a whole day off ahead of me I feel like I can do anything.  I have a blue heron to watch, cookies to eat,  Stargate on the DVD player if I get sick of my view, beer to switch to when I get tired of coffee, and a suitcase full of yarn to knit.  (Last Sock Summit I didn’t get to shop, so this time Rachel H and I pulled a crazed ten minute power-shop twice. By the way Rach, I have that red yarn you loved so much in my suitcase.  I forgot to give it to you.  Don’t worry, I won’t knit it.) 

Tomorrow is a return to paperwork, and sorting things, and making sure all the people who did all the things for us that they did get paid, but today is glorious.

Today I’m going to knit. A lot.

So Hip it Hurts

I’ve been trying to write a post about Sock Summit for the last hour (while drinking coffee and falling asleep sitting up) and I’ve finally decided that there’s too much of it to string into one coherent post – so you’re just getting this and a promise of more later, because I feel like I could sleep for three days straight and honestly, I might just do that.  We leave in a few minutes for Port Ludlow, where Tina and I will begin the process of putting this baby to bed – and I’m sure I’ll have more thoughts and some pictures then – but for now I want to say that Sock Summit 2011 was one of the most amazing things I’ve every done, and today I feel proud, and happy, and amazed with the team I’m on, and grateful to every person who came or helped or was a vendor or an attendee… It couldn’t have come together without you. 

Last night ST-1 and ST-2 went to dinner together, and all I could think of was how much I loved them all, and how incredibly hard they all worked, and how mind bogglingly amazing they all were and are – and I tried to think of one moment I could give you to sum up what sort of a team I’m on, and what sort of magic Sock Summit was, and how incredible things are when knitters all get together, and there’s one moment that summed it all up.

I give you – at least 600 of of the 6000 knitters at Sock Summit – all having the time of their lives.

(PS to my daughters: I was in a flashmob. Am I cool now?)