This morning I wished I could *frog* the first hour. I am in the middle of packing to move from one temporary housing to another. This consists of first packing everything I can *do without* for 2 or 3 weeks. Then pulling out everything that is mine (vs the rental agency) so that I won't forget it and living in the resultant clutter. Aargh. I will find a better way someday.
So I get up this morning, moving slowly because I fell down the stairs yesterday, make an egg, can't find the greek spice (it's packed). And decide *oh well, I have t-b-sco and I like that on eggs. Better on hashbrowns with catsup but... So I reach in the fridgie - doing 3 things at once, and promptly put Soy Sauce on the eggs. Alrighty then.
What does this have to do with knitting? Well, I finished my grey socks last night.
The ones that I had originally frogged back because of design issues? So I knit them using a whole different new design. Yes, well, too flippin big! Gnashing teeth. I had to decide, throw them in a drawer and ignore them? Try to find a gifter for them? Bite the bullet and rip Again?
After this morning, I opted for Ripping, this is because, while they are just socks, and I have oodles of other UFOs, this is something I can Control. While I may not like ripping, and the yarn is looking a little tattered, I can decide to fit these socks just so.
I may not be ready to take on the Universe, but G-d/dess knows I'm armed with DPNs.
4 comments:
Bummer! Ripping, although disappointing, is almost always the best choice.
I seem to go through phases where everything I touch is either good or something that needs to be frogged - sounds like you are going through the same thing! But socks that are too big is never a good thing..!
I just went through that with some Lorna's Laces purple stripey yarn and the Jaywalker pattern - then with a different pattern, then with some J.Knits yarn. My 4th or 5th try worked out... hang in there! (I *will* go back to that purple LL and make it work!)
Oh Elysbeth! It sounds like you're just having one of those weeks. Eee gads. Here's wishing you a weekend where your socks progress and your eggs have tobasco sauce instead of soy sauce.
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