The pink sock continues. I actually had to rip it out and start over last week, I was using the wrong size needle. In my defense, it was in the wrong package. I knew it felt small and the stitches seemed tight but I kept going, finishing the ribbing and even knitting a couple of inches of the leg. Sheesh. WHY do we do that? We ignore the little voice in our head and knit on.
I’m on track now with the correct sized needle (1.5 if you’re wondering) and I’ve been picking these up for plenty of television watching. Sock knitting keeps me calm.
I hope these socks are up for the task today.