Remember I mentioned making a mistake with the lacy sock and fixing it only to realize I'd been looking at the wrong part of the chart? Twice?
Well, I didn't mention the twenty minutes I spent on Friday fixing a mistake from three rows back in a different, totally mindless sock (I do think ripping out would have been faster).
This makes me nervous because I sometimes find I get on a roll with knitting - all bliss, or all mistakes - and I really, really don't want to be on the latter type of roll right now.
Signs of doom: yesterday I was virtuous and stayed away from the lace socks to get going on a colourworky project I need to have finished soon, and got almost two hours in before I realized I'd used Colour B for Colour A. Which matters because you need twice as much of B as you do for A, leaving me with not enough A for B, if you know what I mean.
I wonder whether I should risk knitting today at all?
(that was rhetorical: you know I'm going to. just wish me luck, okay?)