An Exercise in Futility….

…saved me a lot of time and trouble.

During my lunch break at work today, I pulled out the sock to work a few rows. I was having problems concentrating on my book and was glad for the diversion. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that I had dropped seven stitches. Coworker across the hall didn’t have her usual tool kit with (which would have contained a crochet hook). Other knitting coworker wasn’t at her desk. It was time to improvise.

After about 10 minutes of silent cursing and desperate thoughts of frogging it all, I made it work. Thank goodness.

Crisis averted.