Twelve inches, or thereabouts. That's how much Cappucino yarn was left over after unraveling Sock One's toe to finish out the foot of Sock Two. Big sigh of relief.
Sock One now has a charming contrast toe and Sock Two's is in progress.
Which brings me to the worrisome part of this post.
My wrists are hurting. Hurting to the point of not wanting to use them, of wincing when I pick up Baby E, of feeling all the time a low grade buzz and pull. I was trying to deny it, to keep knitting, but I must take a break. I'm hoping a couple of days off will do the trick.