This sock is not finished and the lunch is at 11:30 this morning. I'll stick its mate in the parcel and call it good enough.
It's not as if this is the first time I've been late with a present.
I've been knitting madly on it all week, and last night, I realized that I'm making horrid mistakes because I'm rushing. So, frog it is. Probably back to the beginning of the heel flap, so only a couple of hours of work gone.
Slow and steady really does win the race.
Still love the pattern. I just need to remember that I can't get cocky and think I don't need to pay attention. That kicks me in the arse every time.