I WILL triumph. That's a sock, an inanimate object. I'm a reasonably intelligent human being. I can outthink a sock. See? Note the markers indicating the yarnovers (on the needles). Try to ignore the beaded markers which were accidentally strung on the lifeline marking the halfway point. Yup. A lifeline, on a sock. Desperate times demand desperate measures.
Perhaps I was over-confident as a result of the relative ease, or sheer luck(!) with which I mastered, well, completed the 'wrapped stitch' heels. Perhaps I just wasn't paying sufficient attention. Perhaps it's the fuzziness and occasional thinning of this yarn that makes it easier to knit or purl the wrong number of stitches so that when one side of the heel was neatly finished, 5 or so stitches remained on the other side. Was I imagining things, or did I hear them sniggering? This time things will be different: I will prevail!