Tink. Tink. Tink. That's what's been going on around here. The newly cast on Mosi sweater has been naughty and I had to get all the way around to that marker to fix a stupid mistake. I had to count to 5. In my defense, sometimes that's harder than it seems.
That's nothing to what happened the night before with Tracery. I was all ready to start the neck shaping when I noticed the back pattern had gone haywire-a looooong way back. I tried dropping the stitches down and knitting them back up with the right strand but that only really works for small sections. This was a mess. I had no choice. I had to tink back all four rows. I think I'm done. My brain froze up at midnight so I'll have to take another good look before I start again. Gosh, I am so over this tinking thing.
I did have good news ( I think) with the man socks. I finished the first one and I still have 56 grams left. That should do the other sock. I hope. I wouldn't bet money because the knitting gods are not with me at the moment.
I cast this Opal sock on to take with me to North Carolina last week. I needed a Magic Loop travel sock that wasn't as dark as the man sock because I had planned on doing some arena stitching. I never did. I got all this done in the hotel.
My racing twins haven't had much love this week. Blue is winning at the moment even though I really like the yellow and purple ones better. I am not sure how I got four pairs of socks on the needles at the same time but I do know I better find something good to watch on TV. I've got a lot of mindless knitting to do. Any suggestions?