Once my Suns managed to win one game and keep our hopes and anguish alive for another day, I pulled out my stash of left over sock yarn that Amy sent me, found a footie pattern, grabbed my Harlot book and started to work on my first socklike experience.
It's a good thing I had lots of caffeine before I started because knitting with multiple, sharp needles requires one to be on their toes! I think I cast on at least six times before I finally got far enough to actually see something happening. Did you know that if you grab the wrong needle (like one with stitches on it), instead of the spare, that you now have a see of little loops waving at you from the side of the sock? I also learned that those slippery little needles sometimes just slide out. Cats are definitely are not compatible with learning to knit socks! Oh no, they don't try to pull the knitting away, they just flop on my lap, butt my hands with their heads. When I startle, those little stitches just slide right off the end of the needle.
Finally, I actually got through the ankle band, figured out how to knit while holding what appears to be a porcupine, made my heel flap, turned the heel (hurray) and then got stuck. The pattern calls for a 5 needle process for the gussets (what the hell are gussets?) and the Harlot uses 4. I found myself thinking of all those people bringing their first sock to see the Harlot (some of them are overachievers by the way). I read the instructions, I stared at my baby socklet and decided it was time to go to bed.
I have found a video online that claims to simplify the creation of said gusset, and guide me through the perpetual mystery of creating a tube once again for knitting the foot. For all of you avid sock knitters who are exclaiming "But it is so easy!", remember your first time doing anything and keep a good thought for me and my socklet :-)