Saturday, March 29, 2008

only me

Only I would be this lucky. On the fore-mentioned socks, I am now so near the finish line I can lick the tape. This is, of course, the perfect time for me to screw up.




This is how close I am to finishing the sock- 5 rows, then grafting.





THIS is how much yarn I have left- about 5 inches.

Now I acknowledge that I am not great at the math, but even I know that I will need more than an inch of yarn for each row.

But it's ok, I have a plan.

I'll just undo about 2 inches of the leg, redo 12 rows of ribbing, and use the rest of the yarn to finish the toe.

Being me, this means I will also need to make the leg of the other sock 2 inches shorter.

Maybe some people can live with socks that are two different heights, but I am not one of them.

Maybe I should rename these socks The Black Hole socks. As in, that's where all my knitting time goes.

1 comment:

Bill the Pony said...

Maybe you should consider seeing a therapist. You have spent much more time on a pair of socks than is reasonable.

Take a break, knit something else, and come back to the socks when you are old and have nothing else to do! With all that spare time, you can come visit me and Cathy.