
Sigh. This needs to go in the mail tomorrow. But it was the best patch-up job I could do.
Here is the full thing, with scar not visible:

And, for good measure, this is the sock I am knitting at work (during lunch). It's plain stockinette, which means I can keep knitting even if someone comes to bother me during lunch, which happens all the time. I don't have to worry about staying in pattern.

Still, I am distraught about my mother's birthday socks. They were pretty well perfect until I went and did that. I suppose it could be worse, but it looks truly awful.
2 comments:
My heart bleeds for your poor sock. (By the way, the repair doesn't look too shabby. I'm sure your mother won't even notice).
This is a mistake I too have learned the hard way. Nowadays, I am very very careful when I apply scissors to my knitwear.
You make the second person I know who's done that. Ouch!
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