The socks I nicknamed "Take the A Train," should have been nicknamed Derailed, if not Train Wreck. Or maybe I should call them Goldilocks, because one is too long and the other too short and I am still seeking "just right."
I have analyzed the difficulty I have had with this pattern and the answer is: the triumph of wishful thinking over the evidence of my senses. I won't go so far as to say this a life problem, but it surely is a craft problem.
I can't bear to take a picture of these two deformities, so I'm including photo of an autumnal project that did work out. Thankfully, no one has to wear a flower arrangement.
I worked on one sock to the all but the toe graft point and found it long enough for one foot plus another smaller foot. I left it be, went back to the other, tore back a few dozen rows and, after what I thought was careful calculation, shortened it by deleting some repeats in the middle of the foot. I knit along, again to the all but the toe graft point, and this time it barely covered the toe cleavage. Tore back again to add a few more rows before the toe decreases.
What I have learned (in addition to the wishful thinking bit): not all sock patterns are suitable for all foot shapes. I will pay more attention in the future.
For now, I just want to get them off the needles and onto the feet and move along to something else.
I hope everyone else is making fine progress this week.