Not the sock I knitted...but see how cute the pattern is?
Another 10 rounds later, and I still didn't like what I was seeing. Crap! What to do, what to do...I wanted to make these socks, but I also wanted them to look like what was pictured - and mine weren't. I was trying to trust the pattern, but my gut was telling me that this just wasn't working out and I should cut my losses - I loved the yarn, but I didn't love how it was looking in this pattern. Plus, I still had the matching sock to knit, and I knew I wouldn't want to make a second sock if I wasn't happy with the first one.
I put the project aside for a bit. I read more on the pattern, and then knit a few more rounds. Nope. It still looked sloppy. So, I put in an afterthought lifeline (meaning I captured a row of stitches just above the heel on a separate piece of yarn, or in my case, dental floss), took the sock off of my needles, and ripped out the pattern. All of that work, for nothing.
While I was sad to not be knitting that pattern, I knew, deep down, that I was never going to be happy with those socks, had I continued with them. Something was just not meshing between the instructions, my brain, and my hands. I ended up knitting these socks in a plain vanilla pattern, and you know what? I loved them. The yarn itself was bright and pretty and in the end, the self-striping was just enough for me.
Fruit Stripes Gum Happy Stripes socks!
Not everything turns out the way I plan. Life has thrown me a few twists that I never could have anticipated, but usually I'm fairly willing to accept and adapt to them. Knitting is just another version of this, on a smaller scale. Who knew I'd be learning even more life lessons from a hobby?