in which there is a small setback

Oh my lovely people, that mitten I showed you last day had such wonderful potential! Alas, it fell victim to that most tenacious and pervasive curse that plagues knitters... knitterly denial.
Who hasn't experienced it for themselves? You start a project, happy as can be and, not a short ways in do you realize some small error. A chart mishap, or a miscrossed cable, or (as occasioned to happen to me) just that nagging feeling that even though you had convinced yourself that "sure I have a slightly wrong sized needle, but I can block it out". And yet, you keep plowing on, shoving more and more yarn down the gullet of that nagging voice that keeps trying to tell you "hey bignose, you are going to regret not fixing this now!"
I trekked on through the entire mitten (save the thumb, which is still sitting on a spare needle, even now), before finally admitting that "oh, I have made a child-sized mitten." Normally I would simply carry on, knit a pair of wee-ttens (wee mittens) and then start again on the proper gift, but for this project... well there are some complications (which can only be revealed after it is gifted. Trust me. Or check Ravelry).
On the plus side, one evening later I am already a third of the way done reknitting the first mittens. I love quick knits! (and for anyone who has wondering, I am using Sisu on (now) 3.00mm circulars and the 'Mittens to Order' pattern, with some super secret charts)

So, amidst exams and papers and work, what am I knitting, I hear you ask.

Well perhaps I am working on some traditional fair isle. Perhaps...