hot scissor-on-sweater action
or, more precisely, ABJECT TERROR!!! I steamed the neck steeks to within an inch of their little stitchy lives. no sewing. then i sat down, took a deep breath... and cut.
Then i had to do a dance and wear it around the house while still in "potato sack" mode. it almost looks like i'm wearing a sweater with big epaulets. heh. My sewing machine is at the bottom of the cra(ft)p room right now, so i can't cut the arms open just yet. (might go to friend's house to use her machine, since its already set up and working.)
Houston, we have a problem. It has to do with the neckline. and me being a plow-ahead-without-planning kind of knitter. i'll let you ponder that for a day or two and see if you can guess what corner i've managed to knit myself into. Maybe i'll give a prize to the person to correctly guess why i'm a gigantic ditz.