Something else I hoped to find in the Workbasket.
This yarn, a present from Laura over a year ago, had been sitting in the basket as a bundle of swatches since I started medical school, mostly because I found reading the Conwy pattern quite confusing. But, New Year's resolutions aboard, I reread the pattern and sternly reminded my imperious inner perfectionist that making mistakes and starting again is better than knitting nothing at all.
I wound up the other skein last Thursday night and began the sock on the train on the way to Bournemouth, picking it up again on the way back on Sunday, very sleepy and thinking that I really ought to be reading some neuroscience. On the bus on Monday I realised I'd made a mistake, so back into the basket it went.
Last night I ripped back to the mis-twined cable and worked on it for a bit after supper before going back to my revision... only to find on putting it down again that I'd sailed merrily on way past the first decrease rows.
Post-it note, strategically-placed safety pin, Kipling in mind, tea. Let's hope this works.