There are a lot of things going on in the world I could blog about. All of them tragic, all of them depressing. All of them being covered elsewhere.
Therefore, I’m going to talk about me.
It’s Monday, and at the risk of sounding like Garfield, I hate Mondays. I hate driving to work, I hate being at work, I hate waking up before 7am. Hate, hate, hate.
This weekend, I decided to do absolutely nothing. My work week had been pretty exhausting. I stayed late every night and was training somebody all week, which meant that parts of my brain that hadn’t been used in a while were getting a work out. Not to mention my social anxiety was flaring up like CRAZY since talking to people I don’t know stresses me out something awful.
Anyway, I decided that the weekend was going to be for napping, cartoons, knitting, reading, WoW, basically whatever I felt like doing. I wouldn’t feel guilty for not cleaning my room or going shopping for new work pants. I would relax and do whatever I felt like. And it was nice.
I worked on my sock some. I was working on the gusset decreases when all of a sudden, I was at the correct number of stitches. It was so sudden, that I recounted the stitches 3 or 4 times. Then I sat there, befuddled, because I thought it had taken me WAY longer to decrease on the first sock. So I grabbed my first sock, pulled it out and stuck it next to my in progress sock.
Yeah, so, I messed it up. Instead of doing 16 repeats of 2 rows for the heel flap. I repeated 2 rows for a total of 16 rows. Meaning that I only did half the rows I was supposed to on the heel flap, thus making my sock WAY shorter than it’s supposed to be.
I sat and stared at the sock for a while, tried it on, considered leaving it as it was and then decided I would need to rip back. I put the sock away and decided to worry about it later because this was my “worry-free weekend”. Later, I pulled the sock back out and ripped back to the heel flap…and then I tried to put live stitches back on the needle. Apparently I am completely incapable of doing this. So I said “forget it” and frogged the whole thing.
So, I get to start the sock from the beginning. Yay?
In other knitting news, I think I’ve figured out DPNs which has been a hurdle for me for a while, so that’s exciting!