I made good headway on the socks yesterday. I worked the part of the sock that for me requires the most concentration.
Turning the heel.
With the pattern I am using that is about seven rows of 20 stitches each. Sounds like no big deal. But for me it is an all absorbing task. I have to count out loud and refer to the pattern for every row. Maybe someday I will be able to wing it when turning a heel, but for now I definitely have my training wheels on.
I was in the middle of the first heel turn when Hub Man came home and I could not get up from my chair and say hello as I usually do.
I felt rude, but I could not put that heel down! When I'm working one, I should have a note taped to my forehead that reads:
Please do not Disturb. I'm turning the heel.
Actually, it would be a pretty good excuse for getting out of a lot of unpleasant chores.
I'm sorry, I can't take out the trash, I'm turning the heel.
I'm sorry, I can't clean that toilet, I'm turning the heel.
I'm sorry, I can't wash those windows, I'm turning the heel.
But it might get in the way of some nice things too...
I'm sorry, I can't taste your triple chocolate cake right now, I'm turning the heel.
I'm sorry, I can't go to the yarn shop with you right now, I'm turning the heeeeeeeeeeel!
Anyway, now I am heading towards working the gussets, during which I can have a normal conversation, and would most certainly answer the door if you want to come over with any sort of chocolate concoction, and would stop and make you tea to go with it even.
Thought you should know that.
Just in case you are in the neighborhood....
Okay Mom, here's a peek at your socks:
[album 65561 heels 001.jpg]
Turning the heel.
With the pattern I am using that is about seven rows of 20 stitches each. Sounds like no big deal. But for me it is an all absorbing task. I have to count out loud and refer to the pattern for every row. Maybe someday I will be able to wing it when turning a heel, but for now I definitely have my training wheels on.
I was in the middle of the first heel turn when Hub Man came home and I could not get up from my chair and say hello as I usually do.
I felt rude, but I could not put that heel down! When I'm working one, I should have a note taped to my forehead that reads:
Please do not Disturb. I'm turning the heel.
Actually, it would be a pretty good excuse for getting out of a lot of unpleasant chores.
I'm sorry, I can't take out the trash, I'm turning the heel.
I'm sorry, I can't clean that toilet, I'm turning the heel.
I'm sorry, I can't wash those windows, I'm turning the heel.
But it might get in the way of some nice things too...
I'm sorry, I can't taste your triple chocolate cake right now, I'm turning the heel.
I'm sorry, I can't go to the yarn shop with you right now, I'm turning the heeeeeeeeeeel!
Anyway, now I am heading towards working the gussets, during which I can have a normal conversation, and would most certainly answer the door if you want to come over with any sort of chocolate concoction, and would stop and make you tea to go with it even.
Thought you should know that.
Just in case you are in the neighborhood....
Okay Mom, here's a peek at your socks:
[album 65561 heels 001.jpg]