What happened, you ask? Well everything was going fine (that's when you should begin to worry, by the way) I had turned the heel, picked up my stitches and began my decrease rows to hit my magic number again. I reached 32 on needle #1, and then decided to continue to decrease work on needle #2 ... not thinking that doing so would move my working yarn away from needle #1. About 10 rows later, it hit me!
To try and remedy the problem, because I hadn't done a "life line" of any sort, I took a free needle and tried to pick up stitches back where I should have continued knitting my rows together. That's all well and good but, being partially distracted, trying to entertain my 22 month old, hungry and anxious because I love my first sock, is not a good combination for trying to fix a boo boo when you're not very good at fixing boo boos.
In the process I lost stitches, some ended up falling off the end of the needle, hiding away. Oh yay, the beauty of sock yarn! (groan)After bedtime for the little one, I took at it again with a sewing needle and dental floss to be sure I didn't split anymore already upset frogged yarn, and straighten out as much as I could on needle #2. i was pretty sure my stitch count should be around 52 for #2, and ended up with 49 ... close enough for government work!
I've got a few rows redone. it's not as perty as it was before this fiasco but I'm happy my first sock is still intact. And ... I still have one sock to go LOL That one will be the "perfect" one, right? Maybe I should just name sock one, "the ugly sister". :)