In Which the Pirate Fixes It.
Fortunately, only three stitches had slid from the needles of the handspun sock, and hadn’t dropped down very far at all. I was able to rescue them in just a few minutes (doesn’t everyone keep a small crochet hook in their purse?) and resumed knitting with no progress lost. The yarn seems to be slightly thinner in this section and I’m hoping it’s not too thin for the sock.
The truth is, I think I will love these more if they are slightly imperfect. As a perfectionist, I’ve always been a hoarder of arts and craft supplies, and now of yarn – because as long as it’s still unused, it has great potential. If I use it up, it might not come out as well as I imagine it in my head. These socks are an attempt to conquer that terrible attitude. I was hesitant to spin the fiber into yarn because I didn’t want to mess it up, and then I was delaying knitting the yarn into socks because I didn’t want to mess it up. But I have one sock done and another on the way, and they’re coming out all right if not perfectly… and they are mine, my very first handspun socks, and no matter what they’re like when they’re done I will adore them.
Good for you! I love that you are fighting the negative side effect of perfectionism which can be so paralyzing.