It was going to be a baby sweater, so I knit up a bit of the sweater and the mother nixed it because it wasn't red enough. OK.
It ended up being a hat called Torsion. It looked so terrible on me that I ripped it out and decided to use the yarn to make the Artichoke Socks.
I had such a problem with that sock pattern that I ripped out those socks (it was a math issue) and started making the Paraphernalia Socks.
This sock pattern is also giving me fits, but I'm this far along:
Being 'almost finished' several times has been very disheartening. I've ripped the socks back several times because my brain does not receive numbers the same way the designer's described them. Of course, she knows what she's talking about, I'm just a little confused.
This yarn has been through the ringer, and when the second sock is done, I'll need to do surgery on the toe of the first, making this the longest time I've ever taken to make a pair of socks. Not only that, I'm also not in love with them. Oy!
So, when these socks are done, I'm going to go back to doing what I am doing best - stealth holiday knitting - making what I want with patterns that make sense to me and with yarn that hasn't already been four things.
I hope your knitting is happier than mine.