I'm still not quite sure why I'm knitting socks (apart from the fact the wool was a gift and I did say I wanted to master DPNs this year...). In fact I have a sneaking suspicion that the second sock may never happen as I know I'm prone to the "Learnt that now!" chuck it in the corner and move on syndrome when it comes to new techniques.
Maybe I could decide it's a Christmas stocking I created very early in a burst of super-organisation. Oh. Except I don't do Christmas, do I?