Work on my thrummed mitten has come to a screeching halt. Mitten production in my busy, busy workspace has come to a standstill. My mitten has gone on strike. I have to take this interruption with a smile. It is Labor Day, after all.
OK, the mitten isn't entirely to blame. It seems there aren't enough raw materials to finish the job. Yes, I've run out of fiber. I was positive I'd dyed enough. I based my calculations on thrummed mittens I'd made before and thought I would have plenty of fiber to go around. Wrong. And this is where the mitten is partly to blame. This pattern includes additional thrumming around the wrist and a thrummed thumb (say that fast a few times). I didn't take those two things into consideration, and that extra thrumming here and there was just enough to cause a fiber shortage.
As I was heading into the thumb gusset I had a sickening feeling I might run short of fiber, but I didn't listen to that inner voice. No, instead I kept thrumming along . . . hoping for a miracle of biblical proportions that, out of nowhere, would provide enough fiber to go around.
I've added more thrumming fiber to the dyeing queue, but I won't let this mitten close down all production. I have a fingerless mitt waiting in the wings, and it's more than happy to work today.