...but one-half of two pairs.
No mitten monogamy going on here, but thanks to Episode 58 of Cast On, (which was well worth listening to if only for the very.last.word, and I think you know what I mean...Thank you, Brenda, heh), two episodes of Wait Wait, Don't Tell Me, and two or three of This American Life online over the course of last evening and this morning (suddenly I'm addicted to podcasts), I have found some focus and managed to complete the mitten on the left, start a mate to the one on the right, and bite the bullet and rip out the bulky blue one that I hated because of a botched kitchener job on the finger end. I started ripping out the end, thinking I'd just redo it, but I realized the whole thing was bugging me. I had followed a bulky mitten pattern I found online, but the two strands of worsted-weight yarn was not a good substitute for a single bulky weight strand. I decided I just couldn't bring myself to knit its mate. I didn't even reclaim the yarn, since it was two strands and I found it nearly impossible to try to wind it up in a ball. It's in the wastebasket -- dead to me.
Now I've got a stiff neck and a stiff lower back and beginning to get sore hands and a headache, so I'm off to the gym to work it out in a little bit. But first I have to eat something, as I seem to have forgotten that detail in all the coffee-and-podcast-fueled mitten-knitting frenzy. I got my eye on the ball (the deadline for Soaring Eagles Project is December 17th), and the carrot is the upcoming trip to Utah. Mangled metaphors notwithstanding, ahhh, it's a good feeling.
THIS JUST IN: Do you need some enticement for knitting mittens for the Soaring Eagles Project? Sandy is offering some. Go see.