I said last week I was thinking I'd get a few things finished this month, and that's not entirely unreasonable; as noted above, I can see the finish line on the Celestarium, I've got sleeves and the neck left on the sweater, and I'm making a gusset on the socks... but picking up neck stitches isn't something I can do while talking, and the gusset and heel part of two-at-a-time socks always makes me feel like a juggler, and the Celestarium was never a knit-in-public item with its beads and charts, so I've realized there's a flaw in my plan. I'll have to think on it after I clear off my desk.
Also, in case a very helpful reader is about to point out that making a gusset with self-striping yarn is likely to mess up the stripes: I know (but thanks!). I've decided making a sock that fits my dad is more important than the stripes, and anyway, even though I'm knitting them TAAT, from two balls of yarn from the same commercial dye lot, and I actually made an effort to match the starting points in the stripe sequences, these socks are fraternal twins. They're fraternal twins that closely resemble each other, but they're not actually identical. Grrr.
I'm loving spinning the Manx Loaghtan. It's fluffy and sheepy, and there's a little lanolin left in it even though what I have is combed top, and I've thus far resisted ordering a sweater's worth of this stuff, but I totally would have if I wasn't staring at the giant pile of fiber I pulled out of the wool closet before deciding to spin this. It would make a fantastic cabled jacket for someone who doesn't mind if their sweaters smell a little sheepy in the rain (that's most of my immediate family, if you're curious).