22 May 2006

A Sock Confession

I did not make the Sockapaloooza deadline. I wasn't anywhere close to making it. Between my wrists hurting and my chronic case of procrastinationitis, there was no hope for me. My sockpal did not suffer from these same shortcomings and I recieved my socks in the mail days after the deadline.

That yellow package was the wet cat tail in the middle of the night that makes you shoot out of bed to make you check to make sure the toilet seat is down. Or more simply put it was a clear motivation for me to get my socks finished. I decided that I was not allowed to see my socks until I had finished my required pair.


I forgot to tell my wonderful sock pal of my plan so I'm sorry Dierdre for any stress I may have caused you by leaving this key component out of my plan.

My plan hit a bit of an annoyance because Jay couldn't deal with waiting. The annoyance went something like this:
"Come on open your socks."
"No, I have to finish my socks."
"Well, I'm going to open your socks."
"Please don't."
(Jay leaves room with package. Comes back.)
"Wow, your socks are cool. Do you want to know about them?"
"No, I don't. . . . Are they cooler than the ones I'm making?"
"I don't know they might be. You should look and see."
"Please go away."

I finished up my pair this Sunday with minimal damage to my wrists, thanks in part to regular doses of aspirin.

Sunday evening I was able to reopen my socks and this is what I found:


Jay was right. They are pretty awesome and they match most of my favorite fall clothes.

Zissou is quite taken with them as well. He couldn't keep himself from biting, nuzzling, and pawing at my feet.



These are the socks that I made and sent to Texas, after trying at least three different patterns and as many yarns. Once I correctly finished my first heel on the second try and completed my happy heel dance, knitting these socks was a blast. Hopefully, I can make some for myself after giving my hands a few days rest.


And a close-up of my stitching.


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8 Comments:

At May 22, 2006 10:45 PM, Blogger alison said...

Congrats on finishing! The socks you knit are really nice. Well done!

 
At May 23, 2006 9:49 AM, Blogger Ann said...

Wow. You have way more will power than I do... good on ya! Great footies.

 
At May 23, 2006 10:08 AM, Blogger Deidre said...

You do have a lot of will power! I really thought the socks were lost in the mail and bought yarn for another pair for you....whew! Glad you like them, and glad they fit.

 
At May 23, 2006 1:06 PM, Blogger Celia said...

Both pairs are really nice. Congrats all around!

 
At May 23, 2006 2:53 PM, Blogger knittyref said...

I was late finishing my pal's socks too. I didn't have that much willpower, er, none actually. I thought for about 2.6 seconds before tearing into my package.

Very nice job on yours, and very lovely socks you get to keep too.

 
At May 23, 2006 9:24 PM, Blogger Jill said...

It wasn't so much will power as an overwhelming feeling of guilt.

 
At May 25, 2006 2:27 AM, Blogger Christine said...

OH! As someone that has been through all sorts of wrist/hand issues over the past year - including carpal tunnel surgery *and* DeQuervain's surgery on my thumb - take good care of your hands! You need them to hold the knitting needles! Pamper them - I hope you feel better soon!

 
At June 11, 2006 9:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jill - your socks looked great. I can think of some great Christmas ideas for your good ole MOM.

 

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