Simple Needs

A bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper, a book, a sock and thou.
See, my needs are simple. My wants manageable.
I am in the stockinette black hole of the end of the sock. No more decreases until the toe, no more pattern, just row after row of stockinette. It's nice because there is no thinking involved, but I am ready to start the next one and I can't because the first one is not done.
I thought that this one would be better - it's the Katie the intern sock and she has teeny tiny little feet.
I measured it about an hour ago and had about an inch and a half to go before the toe decreases. I kept knitting. I measured it just a minute ago and had just over an inch to go before the toe decreases. What the hell?

I had a nice lunch earlier today - I got up before Bean and the husband and showered and found clean clothes. My laundry fairy is apparently on vacation. Then I met a good friend at the best bookstore in the whole world for sandwiches and some book fondling. Neither of us bought anything... but we touched pretty much everything in the store. It was a good day.
Well, it was a good two hours.
I need more two hour blocks like that.

There is a 2-liter of Diet Dr. Pepper in the fridge, dinner has been cooked and eaten, and if I knit all night I might actually get through another half-centimeter on this sock.