I have been knitting furiously since the Olympics began. I’ve even been giving up sleep to knit. Unfortunately, my efforts have not been rewarded. I am so far behind.
I’m about 3 inches past the yoke. That yoke, by far, was the biggest I’ve ever knit. I’m accustomed to knit baby sweaters, which have tiny yokes in comparison.
The good news is that it fits. I made Kai try it on last night. It looks like it’s going to fit with just the right amount of ease.
I’m going to keep forging ahead, but I’m losing hope with each passing day. I need a miracle!