I finished the first sock with about 40cm of yarn left in ball 1. OMFG, the last 10 rows were terrifying. I kept banging on about how badly things were going until my other half found himself on Yarn Watch, staring at the teeny tiny pile of yarn getting teenier and tinier with every stitch I made. I finished it and am now on sock 2, and it suddenly occurred to me that if I happened to make the adult sock I used most of this ball for every so slightly bigger than the adult sock I used with the first ball, then I may run out of yarn earlier this time. So now I'm on Yarn Watch, round 2, even though I'm on 25 rows in. This is not a fun way to knit, I can tell you.
I also started my heavily improvised Christmas Projects, which involve taking a worsted-weight, knitted-flat, felted project, and making it a DK-held-double, in-the-round, ribbed project with my own variation of the chart. This is, naturally, a recipe for disaster and I've already started having nightmares about it even though I am literally on the second row. I've also realised that I made a tactical error at the weekend when I 'accidentally' went to the LYS and bought some Big Softie to make a hat; I need more of the yarn for the Christmas projects, and it's the only shop I know of in London that stocks the stuff. I am 6 rows away from needing it in a colour I don't have, the shop opens and closes whilst I'm on my way to or on the way home from work, and I therefore have to wait until the weekend to go back. So now I'm annoyed at myself about this too. Buying yarn, apparently, is an art.
On a happier note, the Knitting And Stitching Show tickets have now gone on sale. I AM SO EXCITED, I MAY VOMIT. I am going to go with a shopping list for Christmas stuff. I am only going to buy the stuff I need. I am not going to go mental at the Brown Sheep Company and accidentally buy a bag of baby cashmere because it was cheap. I promise.