Last night I could not figure out what to make for dinner. I did know how to knit the second sock. I figured I would knit the leg and think about dinner, the leg was done, no inspiration. I knit the heel, no dinner inspiration yet. I knit the foot....might as well finish it.
When DH got home I told him: I did not cook dinner, but I made you a sock! He laughed and settled for left over lentils and rice. Gotta love the man!