Sock one to my heart....

This is the taste of sweet....defeat?After casting on a new pair of yummy socks for myself (hey, I only have one pair, the rest I've made gifted out) this weekend while I was at a hockey game, I was swiftly moving along, finishing the cuff and getting at least two inches of the leg complete before realizing there was no way this sock was going to fit my calf.Cry.Apparently I cast on too few stitches because I used size 3 needles (I usually always use size 2 and 1 dpns when I make socks but had to improvise when one of my size 2 bamboos went missing last week) and thought the gauge would make them a lot bigger then in fact they did.I have yet to yank the entire thing out, but its inevitable really.There's nothing more frustrating than a miscalculation and the realization that this project is never going to work and must be yanked back. It happens more than not in knitting but never gets easier to stomach.