I finally had to face the truth at craft night last week when Kelley staged an intervention and insisted I try on my knitting.
It was 16 inches too big.
Kelley ripped it out and did the cast on for me. I think she and Xena felt a little sorry for me.
While Kelley ripped and cast on, I frogged Karen's abandoned scarf so she can start over with a clean slate too.
Now that I'm almost back to where I was in the pattern when we frogged it, I can look back and laugh. But it was a rough night. I have to publicly thank everyone in the Classic Lines Cardigan KAL for all their support. I should always listen to Kelley.
I am choosing not to listen to the stranger from the Edgefield last night who asked me what I was knitting. I told her it was a sweater, and she thought I'd started at the neck. I know I'm a big beefy roller derby girl, but my neck isn't that thick, is it?