Here I am, four days until deadline on the ornaments, with 11 to go (don’t panic early. I think I’m fine) and I snapped. I think there’s something about knitting tiny, teeny little things that just gets to you after a while. Last night I was just about moved to tears during the making of an itty bitty candy cane, and that maybe explains these.
It’s a quick pair of Super-Bulky Fingerless Mitts, and I knit them out of a skein of Super Soft Merino (very, very aptly named) that I’ve had kicking around for a while. These bad boys took about five minutes to knit. I sneezed and they fell off the needles.
While five minutes may be the tiniest bit of an exaggeration, there’s no way they took more than two hours. I started them on my way downtown to a meeting, knit only a tiny bit during the meeting, and finished them up when I got home. Two subway rides, a ten minutes walk and a cup of tea. That’s how long they took, and they’re a perfect foil for itty-bitty things on itty-bitty needles. They’re a Christmas present too, so I feel like I still got something done. I have a real sense of calm about this Christmas – which might mean I’m delusional rather than ahead of the game, but I’m worrying about it in four days.
I followed the pattern as written, with one little exception. I made the hand a little longer (it is so cold here) and finished with two rows of ribbing. I like it better.
It’s a good thing that I don’t have any more of this yarn, or I think I’d be tempted to pound out another
seventeen few pairs. One skein, two hours, one present. What’s not to love?
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to figure out if I can knit a tiny truck. Can you?