The Many Ways in Which the Latvian Mitten is Kicking My Ass
This particular mitten has been kicking my ass from the very beginning. The very first thing I did was cast on 98 stitches (long tail cast on) with the wrong color. I ripped out and re-cast on using the right color. I did manage to knit the bottom of the cuff correctly.
It was waiting. I should have seen it for what it was. A fiendish, deceitful mitten. Last night I was knitting, knitting, knitting away on the pattern. I held it up and showed it to Stephen in its two-color-stranded glory. Only then did I realize that I had passed the point where I should have created the thumb hole. One pattern repeat earlier. Twelve rows earlier. Fuck. I ripped back. I placed the stitches back on the needles, counted them, lined up the first stitch of the row properly, and placed the thumb stitches onto a holder. But the mitten was not done fucking with me. Three and a half rows later I noticed what I should have noticed earlier: I had placed the thumb hole for a right handed mitten instead of a left handed mitten. This time I tinked back and re-placed the thumb hole.
This morning I managed to knit back up to where I was before I had to rip back the FIRST time. Fucking mitten. The good news is that I'm now past that place and there isn't really anything else that i could forget to place. Aside from the top decreases.
I also did a little yarn shopping. I purchased the yarn for my mother's Christmas present (socks, pattern yet to be chosen in Lorna's Laces Shepherd's Sock, Bittersweet,) another skein of LP in Spruce so that I can finish the Fuzzy Feet for my SIL to be, and 8 oz. of roving! 100% wool, dyed in a colorway called "cotton candy." Tomorrow: pictures!