Maybe it's that I read great blogs, blogs that are funny and entertaining. Then I come here and try to be one or both and just feel like I'm flailing. Well, not all the knitting blogs I read are funny; they don't have to be. They serve another purpose. Knitters write them because we want or need to talk about our knitting, but realize that this isn't for the non-knitters in our lives. (Honestly, I haven't told family about it yet partly because they're eyes glaze over the moment I open my mouth to talk about it.) It's the pictures, it's seeing that someone with over a decade of knitting experience can still mess up her knitting as bad as someone who's only been doing so for a week. (I've been knitting for somewhere near 16 years now.)
I'm probably being too hard on myself, expecting tangible progress for this blog and posting every day. Last I measured the sock it was 4.5 to 5 inches from toe decreases (depending on how impatient I'm feeling).
Bright Blessings and maybe a rethink on what progress is.