Round One: The Sock

The sock won.

I thought I was sailing along smoothly. I was getting confident that the sock was mine. I thought it might even fit! And then, out of nowhere, comes the gusset. I don't have a clue.

I searched websites. I checked out library books. I preached about it in a sermon. All to no avail. I don't know how to turn the freakin' gusset.

The little leg of the sock lay in my knitting bag - taunting me. Day after day I saw it there and it laughed at me. Finally, I could stand it no more. The little sock that wasn't went back to the little ball of yarn in used to be.

I'm planning my revenge.