Well, here it is:

A nearly finished, nearly perfect, seamless hybrid sweater.

All it’s waiting for is a collar to be ripped back to here:

You may be wondering why.

It is, after, all, a pretty good looking sweater. The fit is nearly perfect. It’s just the slightest bit too short. I try to share more successes than failures here, but this one is so epic… the tale must be told.

And that is the ruthless quality of knitting. Make one little mistake in measuring an armscye, and it’s all over. You might ask: do I REALLY have to rip it out? Well, what would be better: to do all this work for a sweater that would be finished and would look just lovely folded in my husband’s dresser, or to spend an extra day or two fixing it so that it will become a sweater that he will wear until he wears it out? The second one, of course. All that will not be worth it if he can’t wear the thing. That’s the whole point.

I took a brief break to knit this little bunny friend (who is about to relocate to an overseas locale… more on that later.)

Now, on to the ripping. Now, what did I do with that Weezer CD?




















