That, my friends, is a sock. The second one is on its heel flap. Bwahahaha! I have triumphed!
Although I suppose that rather than using the present perfect indicative on that verb, I really ought to make it a progressive, given that I have not yet achieved the perfective state. Let me try that again:
I am triumphing!
I know, it's just a sock. But at this time of the semester, I've got to savor the small victories, because the big ones so often aren't forthcoming. I am not dwelling on that, though, because I am a successful knitter of socks once more, and if I continue to successfully knit socks, my niece will have warm toasty sock-clad feet on Christmas morning. (Having put that out into the Universe, though, you just know the Knitting Fates are going to snip my little knitting thread while cackling at my pride.)
I have finished grading and have calculated scores for two of my classes. I am not quite halfway through with the last (their papers are due at 5:00 tonight, so I'll finish the rest tomorrow). It would be so nice to go to this working weekend knowing that this big job is behind me; we'll see how much I can get done tomorrow. I do, after all, still need to prep and pack for the weekend's work, and go to Younger Daughter's school's holiday play tomorrow night (at 8 pm, which is, in my book, just cruel and unusual punishment, especially given that I have to be up at 4:30 the next morning to drive four hours to my 9 o'clock meeting).
But, I have achieved sockage! Life is good.