I chose a pair of socks as my Olympic challenge because socks have notoriously been impossible for me to finish. “Second sock syndrome,” as it is called, is a huge, huuuuge problem for me.
And even though I finished my first sock on Sunday night, and I adore it, [oh, the love! I am infatuated with it] I lost momentum. I started thinking of ways to fiddle with the pattern. To make it different, somehow, from the first sock.
Ok, I might be starting to feel the inkling of sock love. Because I Love These Socks. They rock! And—phew!—they fit.
peter piper picked a peck of pomatomus . . .
I decided on a sock pattern. Tania‘s helpful suggestion, plus a brief swatch of the Jaywalker pattern, has convinced me that I need to do something more challenging. She mentioned Pomatomus, which I’d never really looked at before (I never have been into socks). I looked at it more last night and today, and I’m convinced that it’s the way to go. Just the right amount of complicated, looks really cool, and I think will be interesting with the yarn I’ve bought.
Over the years, I’ve made many a single sock. For some reason, I can’t get myself to make a second–ever. Just recently I came sort of close. I did 3/4 of the toe-up sock that Jaax and I were doing together. But I got really bored. So I used the other ball of that yarn and started the cable and rib sock from Interweave Knits. But about 3/4 of the way down I grew tired of that, too.
Here’s a horrible picture of the progress I reached on both of those:
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