A Tale of 3.75 Socks

Right after Christmas, I started a pair of red and white striped socks my friend Fritz wanted.   The first sock sped along.  When it was finished, I tucked the sock in my project bag assigned to that pair of socks.

I started the second sock and was carrying the project to and from work when COVID struck.    

When I left the office for a few days mid-March, I had no idea that I would be working from home the following Monday and that I still would be now.    Simran dropped off the sock in progress.  She had looked for the project bag.  Nowhere in sight.  Kara looked for the project bag.  Nowhere in sight.  I biked over when the weather was good enough.  I looked.  I looked in ALL of my hiding places.  Nowhere in sight.  BAD WORD!

I took the 3/4 done sock off the needles and stuffed it in a drawer.

The hunt began for more red and white striped Regia.   It took a while.  I finally located what must have been the last two skeins in the world.  Success!

The reds were very different.  While I had expected that, I was still a little disappointed.   This Regia was very splitty and not much fun to work.   I had to pick back a lot when I noticed stitches that were not quite right.

Last night, I kitchenered the second two.

Sigh of relief!