Runs with scissors

I cut the sock in half.

See?

Maybe I should back up and explain.

Here is another pair of socks for my undeserving husband.  (He doesn't treat his handknit socks well.) 

I knit these ages ago, way way before he demonstrated his irreverence for handknit socks.  Originally they were both knit without a ribbed cuff.

But husband didn't like the way that they didn't stay up on his leg.  Go figure.  I then painstaking frogged the seed stitch border and part of the leg of the sock.  It took forever and I can't begin to go into how tedious it was unpicking the seed stitch border in the opposite direction.  After doing one sock, I decided to give the socks an extended vacation in the bottom of one of my knitting baskets. 

I cleaned out that basket today and found the socks and decided that their time had come.  Once again the thought of unpicking the seed stitch just about did me in when I remembered that there was another way.  I've read on other blogs about cutting through the offending area, picking up the live stitches and reknitting.  It was the perfect solution for these socks.

Out came the scissors:

Cutting through the sock was not as mentally hard to do as I thought it would be.  In fact it was kind of fun.  I know, I'm just walking on the wild side of life, scissors in hand.

And then, live stitches and no seed stitch border!

With enough yarn (hopefully) to knit back up the cuff.

So far I've spent only a fraction of the time on this sock that I spent just unpicking the cuff on the other.

Comments

[mollie]

Sounds like a steeked fair isle sweater might be next!!!