I know some of our Portland streets can be narrow and rather steep… but really, driving a car down stairs just doesn’t work as well in real life as in the movies.

This is a short-cut that probably should not have been attempted.

The good news is that #1 Son is well on the way to recovery from tonsillitis.

The bad news is that, after knitting a bunch this weekend, finishing the feet of the Fixation socks, and actually turning the heel on one, I find that…

They don’t fit.

AARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!

Not believing the socks could be too narrow (I have skinny feet), I ripped out my oh-so-perfectly constructed short row heel and the entire band of stranded flowers below it and put in a standard gusset-and-flap heel while re-knitting the lovely flowers.

And now they are both too narrow and too long.

AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!! #2

I vastly underestimated how much narrower the stranding would make the sock. It seems that I have no choice but to frog them out all the way down to the toes. Past the flowers. Past the lovely stranded zig-zags, past the three-color herringbone. Back to the toes. Which I had already frogged out earlier because they were too wide (oh, the irony of it all).

As penance, I’m going to finish E’s socks before I go back to Fixation.

But I will get a pair of Fixation socks if it kills me…

Er… maybe I’d better not say that.