Jacob Have I Loved...

I told you about the wonderful adventures that my zig zag sock had as it accompanied me to New York City. Before I left, I had decided to not take the matching sock because I didn't think I needed to refer to it and didn't want to risk losing it. At some point in the trip I realized I couldn't really think of where the first sock was. But I put it out of my mind; I was on vacation!

Today, my second day back at work, something caught my eye as I walked through the parking lot. When I looked oh my goodness!! it was my sock.

Laying there on the ground at the edge of the lot, very forlorn and looking lost. Poor thing!

I must have had it on my lap one day while knitting during my lunch break and didn't notice when it fell out of the car when I got out. I feel like I have to make it up to it somehow--it had to be out there for at least 10 days!

What I did do, however, was to take it home, brush off all the grass and vegetation it had collected and throw it in the microwave for a little bit in case it also collected some bugs. It's a pretty sturdy sock so I think it will be ok. After all the ripping and reknitting I did on it, I think we have a bond strong enough to weather an incident like this.