I finished. This was a challenge and regardless how silly the challenge (it's just a scarf in the end) I should, in some small way, be a better person. So what I learned was this: I'm not a very happy person if my priorities are out of order. Say, if I'm knitting for an hour and a half every day. Not just mindless knitting but focused, quiet knitting where I really need to be locked in my bedroom. This was not and is not possible. For example, last night I was binding off the stitches while watching a movie in the bedroom. My husband, tired after a long day of work, came in to get his side of the bed ready and while doing so, pulled on the quilt a bit and inadvertently moved my project. "If you tug on my yarn one more time I'm going to poke your eyes out with my knitting needles." I growled. I don't think this is good for my marriage.
There are mistakes aplenty in my little scarf. There's one when my son decided to show me how he could count backwards, one where my daughter wanted some one on one 'mama time', one where my son needed to know just that second all about the Finish hockey team and what their flag looks like. I thought about fixing the mistakes, but I like it better flawed. Each random yarn over represents when I was paying attention my babies. As it should be.