So, once again, I've done a lot of knitting, but have little to show for it. In my usual fashion I have knit the heel of my first sock about four times and then the first part of the cuff above that another 4 times trying to perfect the pattern and size. This doesn't so much bother me anymore since I have just accepted that I am a sock perfectionist. There I've said it. My name is Emily and I'm a sock perfectionist.
I'm not this way about hats or scarves or sweaters - I mean I'm more than willing to rip out a few rows to fix a mistake, but I'm not what you'd call obsessive. With socks, though, I definitely cross the line to obsessive. It is an item of clothing that I expect a lot out of. Anyway, having traversed the plains of froging once again, I now stand atop the peaks of acceptable sock-ness and am determined to pump these puppies out by 10/31. Anyway, since I am definitely the group's pokey little puppy again this week but also did work at it, I am posting a photo in which I am goofy looking, but for a very good reason. If I don't make the October finishing date then you'll get high school prom.