Gentle readers, a pair of socks.
These socks were first seen in October 2008, when I decided it would be nice to make socks for my husband.
They were then summarily ignored until July of last year, when I realized the first one was too small for His feet.
I kept working. I have no clue or documentation of when the first was finished, but there was what I called a sock-and-a-half in May's piles o' stuff post.
And now they're finished. I have started and finished nine pairs of socks since I started these. I'm really proud of myself for not quitting on them. They're pretty great, although much is lost in the blackness of the yarn. This was more of a challenge than I thought it would be, and while I won't say Never Again, I'm definitely a little burned out on dark socks for a while. Too bad I have two other pairs on the needles.