Sunday, September 8, 2013

12 Step Program for Sock Knitter - Step 1



So my first question about setting up a 12 step program for sock addiction is: Is it 12 steps or 6 pairs?

If you have ever knitted socks, you know that they can become an addiction. I always tell people I haven’t bought a pair of socks in twenty years, and yet I have spent more money on socks than anyone else you know (present company out there in the blogsphere excepted).

So here are my 12 steps to sock addiction.  I will be posting these steps over the next several days so be sure to check back often. 

As I think of these, however, I realize I am not really looking for a cure.

Step 1:  Admitting that one cannot control one’s addiction or compulsion.  

My name is Laurie and I am a sock addict. Hello, Laurie

In the last two months, I have knitted eight pairs of socks, and started three more. I have enough sock yarn in my stash to last for two life times. In fact, I am convinced that I will not leave this Earth until I have used up my stash. I will live to be 157 years old. 


My addiction goes with me everywhere. I always have at least one sock project with me at all times. I knit in the car while my husband drives. I knit from the passenger seat when my husband goes into the hardware store only to emerge one hour later with a long stick and a bag of screws. I knit during my lunch hour at work while my Lean Cuisine Spaghetti and Meatballs gets cold. I knit on the train both to and from work. I knit during my women’s group meeting twice a month. I knit while watching TV. A sock project can go anywhere and that's exactly where they go. 

Yes, I have an addiction. But it's not a bad one.

More tomorrow. Back to the needles.


(Please know that I recognize the difficulty of working through a 12-step program and only have respect and admiration for people who are struggling and/or succeeded.)


1 comment:

  1. 'Only to emerge one hour later with a long stick and a bag of screws' LOL.
    Reminds me of my time in A Knitted Peace. Only to emerge 2 hours later with a single hank of sock yarn. My husband hangs out at Kates Wine bar while I shop. I usually have to be the designated driver home.

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