It's been an odd couple of days, there seems to be a dark cloud hanging over the team of people I work with, another one of my work mates had an unexpected loss of a parent. That's two in four days, we're starting to feel just a little paranoid, wondering who will be the next one to fall.

I'm just hoping that the worst that will befall me is the tumble I took in the parking lot and that this dark cloud will pass quickly, perhaps the cold air blowing in will help.

A week or two into September, I became distracted from the Dr. Who Scarf and Lace Stoles by a desire to knit some warm and woolly things to send off to the children in Afghanistan for Afghans for Afghans October drive.

Also about the same time I had signed up to take part in the Sock War Games, in which we are all assassins and we "kill" each other by knitting socks. (I'll explain later.) So I thought I would knit a pair of socks as a time trial to see how fast I could knit a pair of socks.

I had some Nature spun sport weight yarn in my stash and decided that I could kill two, no three birds with one stone and knit the "Hiiumma mismatched mates" socks from Nancy Bush's "Knitting on the road" book for the Knitting on the Road KAl.

Sock Mate 1