Okay, I really did not expect to finish these socks, so I am completely surprised right now.
Even though all those hours of knitting I put in should be logically connected to the idea of finished socks, I did not make that connection, because SO many things went wrong. To recap (and add new complications I haven't mentioned yet)
I couldn't find the needles.
I found the needles and had to finish the socks they were in to get them.
I knit two legs before realizing the two sets of needles were not the same size.
I reknit a leg and started a foot before completely finishing the gusset and had to rip back.
Also, I was distracted from knitting by:
a/ Family health emergencies
b/ House project requirements
c/ Forgotten dates to meet up with friends
And yet: I was able to give Carolyn not only her husband's socks that have been finished for months, but a new pair for herself, AND go off to visit our aunt together without sparing a thought for knitting en route.
It's kind of a miracle that it worked out, don't you think?
Or maybe it's more of a testament to the kind of tenacity we knitters develop. It's very character-building, knitting.
Educational, too. For example, I thought that by ensuring both socks were knit on the same size of needles, I would ensure consistent striping between them - but no! In fact, it got worse.
I corrected at the end of the heel flap by starting both feet at the same point in the colour change, but it didn't really help.
Now that Carolyn's socks are done and her visit nearly over, I am looking back at what passes for my regular life and wondering what to do next.
Fix Julia's too-short socks?
Finish Wayson's nearly-done socks?
Work mindlessly on my own plain stripey socks?
Sneakily cast on something entirely new, like a hat or a sweater or a shawl for a family friend I've been meaning to knit for?
NO idea. What I should do is collapse in a heap - I feel exhausted after all that, and the condo is the kind of messy you only get in such a chaotic situation, so really I should at least tidy up a bit.
Or... maybe I could just rest on my laurels a bit and not worry about it?
Hope you have fun plans for this weekend and I'll see you on Monday!