Dear designer of the Rockin' Socks Club 2007 kit #1 pattern (I'm sorry I can't find your name, but my pattern is crumbled in a ball across the room where it shall stay until I realize I don't remember how many stitches to cast on to start sock 2),

It's not you, it's me.

This 11 stitch cable (a five by one by five) is a massive undertaking that my hands are not equipped to deal with. The first row of cables was difficult, but not impossible. The part that killed it for me (and again this is my problem, not your pattern, I think the pattern is very lovely) was the second cable of the second cabled row. Not once, not twice, but thrice I pulled all my stitches off the needle and had to start over. (Honestly, your knitting shouldn't make you yell the f-word so loud that your finace comes running into the room yelling "what? what? what happened?!") After completing the row, I tried the sock on and it definitely won't fit if I continue with the cables (again this is my problem for deciding "gauge-smauge").

So I am quite sorry, but it seems you and I can't continue in this pattern. If we were to keep seeing each other, my fingers and palm would form blisters from the intense grip needed on the needles, and I would grow to resent you and the sock. And truthfully, we must consider the poor, innocent little sock in all of this. For for the sock's sake, we should probably decide to be just friends. I'll see you when the second toe-foot-heel comes around, but as far as the leg goes, our romance must end.

Who knows, maybe another pattern will come along and reignite our passion. But until then, let's just be friends.

Sincerely,
Dr. Girlfriend