Jun 06
2013
These socks are determined that I hate them. But, I will not be deterred. I love the idea of them.
and the yarn.
and the person they are for.
So I shall love them, despite their best efforts.
I was supposed to cast on 56 stitches for the second sock. You know. So it would match the first sock.
As I got to the heel and was really happy with my dropped stitches, I realized that I was only working with 54. Rat on a stick! But, I talked to their soon-to-be owner and decided not to panic (read “she talked me off the ledge”).
Our conversation went something like this:
Me: I only cast on 54 for the second sock!….and the first sock fit well and it was 56 stitches!….and I’m just OCD enough to be bothered that they don’t match; it is all I can do to not just RIP!
Bonita: Wait. I will try it on.
Me: But they won’t be perfect.
Bonita: They’re perfect because they’re handmade by you.
Me: Well, one of your feet is probably 2 stitches skinnier than the other.
Bonita: Yes, that’s why I limp.
Me: you limp?
Me: …or are you pulling my leg?
Me: again.
Me: That’s why I limp.
She tried it on. She deemed it acceptable.
It was a smidge tight.
You know I ripped it out.
Tags: Claire de Lune, Dizzy Lettuce, lichen, Night of the Living Socks, sock yarn, zombies
You are too much. They’re fabulous and you’re just a ripping.
I think they look pretty perfect. And that color is great!
really? no comment on the aliens? you surprise me, C-dog. :)
Oh no!! I so totally would have fudged it!
They were just a hair too tight. I couldn’t do it.
who needs an intervention when you’ve got Bonita at your side, but just in case she’s not there i’m sure there is a group or medicine for that…
there are plenty of self-help books anyway. :)