In the past week, I have knitted on a sock at a Weight Watchers meeting, at the West Hollywood SnB, at a meeting of my union, and in front of the television. And I may be working on it at the library this afternoon, depending on how many people come for our monthly Craft Club.
Do I have pictures of the sock in any of these places? Of course not.
I’ve been working on my very own pair of Jaywalkers, in a colorway of Regia Crazy Colors that’s sort of like a rainbow. I started a couple of weeks ago, and I thought I’d be done with the pair by now, but I overestimated my ability to turn a heel. I started out with the flap heel in the pattern, then hated the way it looked after I picked up the stitches around the gusset. I ripped it out and tried to do a short-row heel, but I couldn’t quite understand the pictureless directions I was following, and I couldn’t find my copy of an Interweave Knits back issue that successfully guided me through short-row heel-making on a pair of baby socks, and I think I created a new type of heel. One for people with REALLY wide, round heels. So, I ripped that out, and that’s where it all went horribly wrong. I ripped and ripped, and I couldn’t figure out where I was in the pattern. And I ripped and ripped, and I couldn’t find where one round ended and another began. I’m normally not bad at reading my knitting, but I was lost. So, I ripped and ripped, and I eventually ended up two rounds past the end of the ribbing at the cuff.
That was Thursday night, at SnB. I worked on it a little on Friday, my day off. At Saturday’s union meeting, I got back up into the heel, which is once again a flap heel. After gleaning some advice on picking up the gusset stitches off the Internet, I have a fairly decent turned heel, except for the glaring hole in one corner, which I am not ripping back to fix. I’m not. I refuse. I will finish this sock and get on to its mate. I just hope I finish the toe before I finish the skein, because I only have two skeins, and I’d hate to have to rip back AGAIN just to shorten the leg.
Although, come to think of it, I’d have a chance to fix that little gap….