Confession time: I knit. Not only that, I’m going to teach someone else to knit, starting with a scarf. Tonight I started on my first ever handknitted sock, and it’s hard! The four needles are tiny, the wool is like red dental floss, and I seem to have lost two stitches somewhere. I can’t pick them up in the rib section, it would look really obvious, so I have to carry on and grab them when I hit the main body of the sock. Aack!
(Maybe I haven’t lost the stitches. Maybe I can’t count right across three needles. I’ll figure it out.)
The yarn is self-striping, I couldn’t handle messing with two balls of stuff and doing the three active and one working needle thing. Still, the yarn came with a free pattern, always a good start. I did my first sweater with the pattern that came with the yarn to relax during my GCSE exams. This is my first attempt at socks. I hope I survive.
Update Tuesday 20th:
It gets easier, I am past the cuff and onto the main body of the sock, and could actually see myself wearing this. I’ll stick it out with the double point needles. Next pair I’ll use a circular needle, but I figure if I can do it this way, I can do anything.