I made a lot of progress this past week. Because Chris and I went back home, I knit the entire 4 hour drive from his apartment to my parents' house, which got me through a huge section of the body. On Sunday I put the body onto waste yarn because we were going to the football game and I did not want to be pulling out my measuring tape every 30 minutes to see how far I had left to go. So instead I started working on this:
That's right. I started a sleeve! My first ever. Isn't it cool? There's something really satisfying about working on the sleeve. I picked up the stitches in the car on the way to the game and it has been smooth sailing ever since. I've heard rumors of second sleeve syndrome, a vicious cousin of second sock syndrome, but I'm hoping my enthusiasm will keep me safe.
So where did Napoleon keep his armies? In his sleevies! (probably not knitted by Josephine)