I’m just about to head off for my physio assessment, but there should hopefully be time enough for a quick post. I was working on the Spats this morning on my break, and then when I picked them up to admire them at lunch time, I saw this.
I guess I didn’t knit this stitch, just slipped it. That’s better than dropping it completely, but still annoying. And to make matters worse, it’s on the sole of the foot. If it had been on the instep, I might have left it, but just where it was sitting, I knew that it would be right in the middle of the ball of my foot. Not a great placement. Not something to leave. So after dinner, I sat down to fix it.
I remember when I was a new knitter. I was knitting a shawl out of ribbon yarn on 15 mm needles (I was new; don’t despise me for it…), and the yarn was so slippery, and the stitches so big, when I dropped a stitch, it just unraveled. The first time, I wasn’t too far in, so I just started again, but the second time, I was more than one ball of the damn stuff into the shawl. I cried as I tried to save it, but eventually just pulled it all back and started again. A friend asked if I knew about picking up stitches with a crochet hook. The third time it happened, I was ready, and I saved it. I wish I’d known better the first two times. Now, it doesn’t scare me at all.
When I was a new knitter, having an error like this would have been paralyzing. I’m so glad that I have knitty friends, and knitting groups, and books and the internet now. Because I know there’s nothing in knitting that can’t be solved, even if the solution is to start again.
Which, thankfully, I won’t have to do with these socks. Now, off to physio! Wish me luck!