I had my first knitting success in recent memory tonight. Remember the Consolation Koigu socks?
The pair that had one toe that decided to be two and a half inches longer than the other toe?
Both toes are now the same length. I got stitches on the too-long sock onto my needles at the point at which the toe should have begun, cut the toe (Gasp!) and unravelled. Then I did a short row toe and KITCHNERED all 32 stitches across. And it looks darn skippy, if I do say so myself.
And, then, I wore them.
SWEET HEAVEN! Everyone deserves a pair of koigu socks. They're perfect. Snug, soft, warm, faboo. Perfect muted rainbow goodness. I need to show you a picture. I want more koigu socks. Sadly, I have no more koigu in the stash, and the yarn embargo of 2007 will keep me in check. Fortunately, I have plenty of other sock yarn.
And now I am going back to my garter stitch scarf, since I know better than to expect this luck to continue into a second complicated project. :-)
But my wounded pride is starting to feel a little bit better.