
This is the beautiful snowy morning I woke up to last Sunday. I cancelled all the dog activities planned for the day and saw endless hours of knitting stretched out in front of me.

Unfortunately my day of knitting was interrupted by a call from a work customer. How he had acquired my home phone number I don't know but I imagine it's now written on more than one reseller's cubicle wall. As he explained his dire situation, he was working in an Islamic country and their weekend was Thursday-Friday so the customer was losing costly production time as I was enjoying my country's Saturday-Sunday weekend. Ok, it was not a big deal. I'd completed the code he needed on Friday and only had to move it to an accessible server so it could be downloaded and I do love my job and don't mean to complain but somehow my joy at thoughts of endless hours of knitting stretching out in front of me disappeared like melting snowflakes.

Can you see my mistake here? I messed up and started doing rows of seed stitch instead of purl and twisted cable stitches. It was frogging time for sure. I guess you could say I had a "rip" roaring weekend! I spent a few hours trying to correct my mistake.


My socks would be further along had I not spent so much time fretting over the Nantucket Jacket mistake. These have been fun. I had hoped to complete them in time for my mom's birthday (hi mom!) but I won't quite make it. Still, I'm happy with the way they are turning out and it's fun to knit them.