The game of Perfection...

Do you remember that game? With the little odd shaped pieces that you had to fit in the spots before the timer went off and it popped them all out. I remember. I hated that game. I could never, ever, never get that stupid thing done before the timer ran out. Guess I was less than perfect. Aren't we all though?

So this past weekend, I did a lot of knitting... I'm really liking this knitting thing. And since I'm working on a sock, I had been really paying attention. Well, as I was going along, I noticed that my ribbing wasn't looking so great. I obviously can't count. How hard is it to knit 3, purl 1? For me, too hard I guess. Then as I was looking closer, about 6 inches back, there was a dropped stitch! How the heck did that happen? Well let me tell you, it's above the heel, so there's no way on God's green earth am I ripping all that out! I'll just have to figure something else out. (Suggestions, anyone?) Hubby is less than enthusiastic as I show him my sock every few rows. My children don't even want to look at it. Yeah, it's funny looking, but it has a sorta sock shape. Some of the women at church who saw I was knitting told me that socks were hard. They never did get socks to turn out. My sock is not perfect, but it's mine.

While sitting at the school, waiting for my oldest daughter yesterday, one of her girlfriends saw the sock. She was very excited. She loved the yarn, and the sock. Then, she asked me if I could make her a pair. I was excited. While I was seeing all the imperfections, she saw something good. Then she changed her mind... She wants leg warmers instead. I think I can do that. And hey! there's no heels in legwarmers. ;)



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