Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it. George Santayana
Apparently, I am one of those. I’ve come to the (slow) realization that I never knit a project once. Instead, I cast on and knit away for an inch (or, in this case, all the way to the toe of a sock), realize I made some sort of grievous error, then rip it back and start over. The only thing saving me this time is that the mistake happened after the heel, so I don’t have to go all the way back to the beginning.
(Unfortunately, the lovely Miss Jojo ran my camera’s batteries down to the nub yesterday, so you’ll have to wait until after dinner to see the photo of my disgrace and disgust)
…and after. I’m over it. See how I’ve matured?
I actually noticed this trend with the evil shawl of doom, and took a moment to appreciate it. Although I have to do everything (at least) twice, the second time goes impressively well. Hopefully, the same will be true with this sock. I’d like to finish this installment of the Rockin’ Sock Club before the July shipment arrives!
I should note that this error is entirely my fault. The pattern is perfectly written. I simply can’t follow directions. This is not a new problem… My mom can probably dig up a report card from grade school that can attest to this being a long standing and ingrained issue.