Friday, April 8, 2011

Prodigal Sock

My favorite pair of handknit socks has had one missing sock for over a month. These are the ones which the dye lot was named after one of my favorite literary character, the ones that I was able to knit up to be identical despite the irregular stripping pattern,  the ones that were pink and slightly girly, the ones that a friend brought back the yarn from overseas.  I had turned my bedroom upside down and locked the lost sock's twin in a drawer so it would not wander off before I could reunite the pair.

I woke up and told my husband that I was officially calling the sock lost and I was going to put out an APB on the missing sock. I showed him the twin in the drawer.  I went out of the bedroom, dressed the boys, fixed breakfast and packed their lunches.  I went back into my room to get some library books and there laying on the floor in plain sight was my missing sock.

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My husband swears he had nothing to do with it but I don't care either way.  I haven't taken the socks off since. What once was lost, now is found.

2 comments:

  1. I'm glad you found it! I remember when you made those socks. :)

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  2. Thanks, Laura. It is funny when so many memories and feelings are tied up in one pair of socks. Katrin found that yarn in Germany after they stopped selling it in the states. :-)

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