I have had such a week. Fighting a GERM. It’s hard to believe something so small can cause someone so big to feel so ______. ( You can fill in the blank). The knitting mojo messed up my heal flaps and than trying a new technique of short rowing added to the distress. Frog, frog, frog. In my throat and on my lap. It ALMOST came to the… ‘I will never knit another pair of socks again.’ ALMOST!
Well, my mamma didn’t raise a quitter. So I alternated between the projects. Then in the midst of the, ‘whoa is me,’ came this thick envelop in the mail from some unknown to me address. When I opened it I was so pleasantly pleased the mojo, and germs had to flee. My WTSSB not only took the time to knit me this delightfully cheery sock, Cidermoon –Go Go. She presented it on the keychain sock blocker. Now how blessed can one gal be? I really appreciate my new mini sock pal.
I’m so sorry to hear about the struggles you are having with the short row heels! Don’t go down the never knitting socks again road! I’ve felt like that, too. You’ll come out of it. Just let go and let God–and have fun while you’re at it. The Yarn Harlot said her first pair of socks wouldn’t have fit anyone. And she went from that to knitting goddess. Just keep hanging in there. I have a feeling that as you relax, the problems will work themselves out over time.
Your wee tiny sock pal sounds like such a blessing! How awesome to be blessed with the gift of a new friendship, and such a thoughtful sock gift besides.
Hi Judah and Chosen … just keep with it! At some point the whole process will ‘click’ in your mind. Then it will be like riding a bicycle in that you’ll never forget (and you’ll find yourself ‘knitting socks’ in your sleep
P.S. The ‘click’ didn’t happen with me until my 5th pair!