I'm an Idiot

Last night Bruce went over to Mrs. Zh's home (our Russian teacher) and I bought along my little bag with my sock that I'm working. When time came to leave, we got the bag of salad fixings, the bowl, the notebook, my book of Dostoevsy short stories, and my pocketbook. And the sock bag decided to stay behind. Doh. We'll have to call her up later and see if she can bring it tomorrow; if not then to the class.

Meanwhile, I've temporarily liberated my boxes of handspun yarn so I can go in and select several skeins for my attempt at making socks with handspun yarn. Now I have to figure out which patterns to use.