I had a lovely evening, exactly as planned, involving rotisserie chicken from the grocery store, two pair of long neglected socks and Gone With The Wind. The heel of the second Dog Walkie Sockie is complete. The Nutkin Socks, I am only modestly happy to report, are done and ready to block. I’m only modestly happy because, though I’ve done it nine million times, the Kitchener Stitch held me up. I was happily ensconced on the sofa with my feet up and so did not wish to run upstairs to retrieve my notebook where my shorthand kitchener instructions are located. Instead, I googled it on my iphone which was only an arms-length away. Dumb. Very dumb.
I wound up with a nasty looking purl-bump row along the toe. When I compared the instructions I’d used with my fool-proof shorthand, I found they were wrong. Completely ass-backwards. Why I cannot memorize these simple steps, I will never know. Long complicated lace patterns? No problem. The recipe for Peach Pie? No problem. 90% of the screenplay of Gone With The Wind? No problem. But not the Kitchener Stitch. Nope. No way.
I printed this out, cut it into 5×7 inch cards and have posted it all over the house: on the fridge, the bathroom mirror, on my night stand, everywhere. I even have a copy in my pocketbook. It’s a drag to do it wrong and even worse to take it out 🙁
