Knitters, grab a tissue for I am about to share the saddest and most shameful knitting story I own….

Back on July 2nd I began knitting a beautiful pair of Malabrigo green merino socks for myself. The first sock was started while I attended my friend’s birth as a doula so it has all these beautiful memories that go with it. Touching, blah blah blah. I know. Sentimental knitting is over the top and I’m guilty.

I wrapped up the first, started the second. Whenever I knit socks I always carry the pair together because people ask what I’m knitting and then I can show them a finished sock. I think it’s inspiring to wannabe or beginning knitters. So I worked the 2nd sock and was moving slowly, but finally wrapped it up and then I thought YEAH! Time to wash and block! I finished them the day before a big knitting/spinning social get together at a yarn store which essentially requires handknitted goods to be worn (oh, the pressure). I went to block and realized the 2nd sock was missing, though it seemed I vaguely remembered setting it somewhere so I searched the apartment up and down, up and down, and a third time over but couldn’t find the 1st sock anywhere! I had to get going and wore an older pair of handknitted socks and vowed to find it when I got home. After I went out and returned, I walked up the old brick road next to my building admiring the fallen leaves, a beautiful sunny autumn day.

And then WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?! Oh my god, my handknitted sock was buried under crushed, goopy, muddy leaves. I picked it up, hardly the color it originally was and it had been driven over many times, three serious holes were torn in it, and it was ruined. All I can figure is it must have fallen out of my bag at some point.

I held back tears but I was devastated, weeping inside mostly. I picked up the saddest sock I’d ever seen, carried it inside and have vowed that I will learn to darn socks and make it whole again (and will likely knit a 3rd sock because it may be beyond repair). Rest in peace handknitted, abandoned, ruined but well-loved and never worn sock. Sigh.

Finished Oct 5. Knitted a third sock, Finished Feb 4th. Worn with love, even though the ankles are saggy. This is a problem with all the sock I’ve knit?