Yikes! It took me almost a week to get those final inches of the sock pattern done! It always infuriates my impatient nature when I can’t get to a milestone in a pattern in the timeframe I want. It’s the writer in me...I’m way too deadline oriented. Now, in a manuscript under contract, the family will cut me a little slack (translation: eat pizza on less-than-clean counters). They’re not as generous with my self-imposed knitting deadlines. Perhaps if you all send me threatening emails, groaning about how you sit at home pining over my next installment...
In my daughter's terminology, as if.
I am delighted to report, however, that I have reached the heel flaps. It’s rather like a fiber exhale, the simple rhythm of slip one, knit one, back and forth. No stitch wrangling and mind-bending adaptations. Of course, all of this peace and productivity will come to a screeching halt when I get to the “switchbacks”--especially since I’ve realized many of my swirling stripes aren’t exactly the same number of stitches wide.
Yes, that could spell trouble indeed.