I knew this would happen:
I worked on balling this skein from 11 p.m. (after work) until 4:00 a.m. (before work). This is the tangled mess at 1:30 a.m. Oy.
But then, at lunch today, I cast on a swatch, and almost cried. I am so happy with how it turned out. That last desperate, random dousing with the blues was the BEST THING EVER - the blue comes through in random speckles like little sapphires.
How am I going to give these socks away? (What socks?)
Because if I don't, I won't have time to knit another pair, and then I will be the biggest fink weasle ever.