Such a simple little word, don't you think? Trust me, there is nothing simple about socks. My family can't understand my frustration. They are always saying, "
Why are you knitting socks, when you can buy them?" They just don't get it. But, as one of my blogging buddies said one day, "
Once they wear hand knitted socks, they will refuse to wear anything else." I believe that to be true. I have been obsessed with socks the past few months and what do I have to show for it? One, ONE mind you, completed sock. For some reason, I have been unable to knit a pair, whether it be one at a time, 2 at a time on 2 circulars, or 2 at a time on a 40". I have had several good starts, but then I either can't figure out where I am when I pick up again, or I drop stitches, or I create a stitch that has never been seen in the knitting world before and so I end up ripping it all out. Do you think I am under a curse? Do you think that the knitting gods might be trying to tell me something? Or, am I being careless and not paying attention? I think I am a decent knitter, no ME or Alicia, but fairly decent. I usually learn things really quickly, but socks have eluded me to this point. Maybe I need to try a new yarn? I have been using the same yarn since I started. Who knows?
