When we went to the beach on Tuesday, I realized when we arrived home that I had left one of my flip flops on the pavement next to my car door-you know, sit down, wipe the foot, swing it in, repeat with other foot, shut the door and drive away! I could cry-I live in these things!!!! Needless to say, a new pair are on their way but still! I was so mad at myself!
Last night as I was knitting on the second sock and measured it to the first one to see how far to the heel-I knew I was close-I noted that the second sock seemed narrower.....I stretched and then I counted. Yes, 4 stitches narrower which adds up to 1/2" narrower. One stitch I would fudge but not 4. I hurried and ripped out before I could fall apart! (I am now almost back to this point thanks to a nice wait at the doctor's this afternoon but at least they were fitting me in so I shouldn't complain! )
And I could see I was running short of yarn on the messy bun hat so I thought I was close enough and did the ribbing to be done. Well, there is a difference between quitting and finishing. It was not finished. I had to send for another skein. It's a good thing I am not a novice knitter or I might just go fishing instead!
Oh lawsy ..............you have had a BAD day! Hang on. The weekend is coming!!!
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ReplyDeleteOh, no!!! I live in my exact same black Croc flip flops. I have worn the same ones for at least 10 years. I would die if I lost one. And for the knitting, wow...I think I would go fishing too.
ReplyDelete"They" say bad things happen in threes, so I think you're safe now that all this has happened.
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