While my brain is falsely telling me I have spare time, my schedule is telling me otherwise.
Came home from midterm #2 and sat down to tv and knitting. I finished up the right hand mittenette a few days ago but just started the left hand mittenette. A few hours (heavenly. me. knitting. bad tv) of knitting has almost resulted in a left mittinette. Just missing a thumb and weave in a few more ends then voila! Warmer hands in my cold cold house. Okay, as cold as I, a wimpy Californian, can stand before my fingers stop wanting to move when typing.
Off to bed. Bed. What a concept. I have missed you so. As James would say, "It's okay. I know how much you love your bed and blankets."