As of yesterday at 2:15, I was done with classes. Done, done, done. No matter how much one loves teaching (and I do), there is a sense of relief that comes with making it through another semester.
That isn't to say that I'm really finished yet. I still have six piles of grading to get through, five of which are coming in over the course of the next week. That's OK, though. I can hunker down and get that done, file my grades, and then I'll be D.O.N.E. with a cherry on top.
Meanwhile, knitting continues. I decided to knit Anne's Lacunae mitts for my BIL, making them into mittens as I go along; I'll also knit him the matching hat. I have finished the first mitten twice now, and am into my third iteration. I'm using Rick's hand as a model for fit, as his hands and Geoff's are about the same overall, although proportionately different (I couldn't use his hand to model gloves, for instance), and I am here to tell you that Rick's hands randomly change size from one day to the next. I tried the first unfinished version on him to see when it was time to start decreasing for the top. When I was about an inch from the top of his fingers, I started to decrease, finished it all up, started the thumb, and had him try it on. It was a good inch and a half too short. ?? So I checked how much further to knit the thumb and finished that off, ripped back the top, knitted an extra inch and a half, started decreasing, and then thought I'd better try it on him again before it was too late. And lo and behold, not only was the hand still too short, but the thumb was too long, in a sort of obscene kind of way. Grrr...
Back to the frog pond. I am now almost done with another pattern repeat, which had darned well better do the trick, or I'm giving up and giving these to someone else. I can't stand it any more.
I have a two and a half hour meeting this afternoon, during which I hope to finish up the hand of the mitten, and start the hat. The hat has to go faster than this, right?
And there should be some quality knitting time this weekend. Unless I take it into my head to paint the girls' bedrooms, which has been on my to-do list for a while, and which would add just the right amount of extra chaos to my life. There are good and solid reasons to do it now, but then again, we're how many days to Christmas? (I don't actually want an answer to that question, by the way, I'm in denial and so far, it's working for me.)