As the title suggests, this is the dumb-ass post. I am the dumb-ass. The dumb-ass to beat all dumb-asses. I've been knitting Myrna, I think I've been doing pretty well, it's coming along quickly (for me). I'm pleased with it.
Until I hit the first sleeve. last night, I pick up and knit the called for number of stitches. Realize I started in the wrong direction-and the RS of the work is coming out purled. Oops. So I rip out all the stitches and start again. This time, I'm knitting in the right direction. All is going smoothly. I'm banging out those short rows like nobodies business. Stay up later than usual so I can finish the sleeve up, but midway through the ribbing, I'm nodding. Not wanting to make any foolish (hah) mistakes due to being tired, I put the sweater down and go to bed.
This morning, as I was getting ready to meet my mom for an early lunch, I had decided to bring the sweater with me on the subway and get some more of the ribbing done. I go to shove the sweater in the bag when I spot it. It's the first time I had looked at the sweater since putting it away the night before. Something looks...off. Very, very off. "no" I whisper to myself. I rush to the computer, check Ravelry to see other Myrnas-in-progress. And then I have to admit it to myself: I have knitted the fucking sleeve UPSIDE DOWN. Fuckety fuck fuck. The short rows, which were to be knit up at the top of the armhole, have been knit at the bottom of the armhole.
I almost cried.
I threw the sweater across the room.
I ripped out hours of work.
Now I can barely stand to look at it.
Some day I'll find this funny right?
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