Monday, July 16, 2012

This is my knitting on drugs

A couple days before the Fourth of July, I cracked a tooth.  It had been a long time coming, as that particular tooth has been having problems for over a year and the problems had been getting worse for the last six weeks or so.  And finally, on a Saturday, it split. 

I have never felt such excruciating pain as that.  Ever.  It seriously brought me to my knees, crying.  I think on Saturday I took about thirty ibuprofen, maybe more.  Same on Sunday.  On Monday I got into the dentist and although the dentist didn't fix it right then, I am now on the road to getting it fixed.  And, thankfully, the pain has been managed.

But, while I was in pain, I was working on a pair of socks.  These socks.

Notice anything?  Do you think I was a bit tense when I was working on the second sock?  My aunt Mary Beth, when she saw this picture, thought that I was using a different skein.  Nope, same skein.  Just a completely different tension.

However, by the time I got to the foot, I had some nicer medicine and was no longer in terrible pain so the tension reverted back to just about matching the first sock.

These socks are just for me, so I don't see any point in fixing them.  And anyway, there isn't anything to fix.  This is what happens when things aren't mass produced.  They have a bit of character, and a story.

1 comment:

  1. Karen,

    I love your socks! I hope you are feeling better. Why do things like this have to happen on the weekends???