It feels like I’ve been knitting these socks forever. And looking at my Instagram feed, it certainly feels that way.  Apparently, these socks began their life at Groundfish meeting in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia, in March.

They then travelled to a Harbour Authority conference in Moncton, NB:

And passed some time waiting for a meeting with the federal Minister of Fisheries (they didn’t come out for that meeting though):

They then kept me company on a conference call:

And went on the ferry (the early trip usually means a lot of travel cups of coffee):

Then there was another conference call over lunch (they had to wait while I ate my sandwich)

Sock number two began in Dartmouth, NS, as well:

While sock number one was finished during the Survivor finale:

The socks returned to Dartmouth for another meeting:

The heel was turned in St. Andrews, NB, at the Bay of Fundy Seafood Forum:

And I took yet another conference call:

Today, we went back to Dartmouth where they started.  And fittingly, that’s where they were finished too.

All but a couple of rows of the toe decrease. Voila, a freshly finished Friday project: