I am trying to come to terms with the sorry fact that I will never, ever finish the first sleeve of the Rhinebeck sweater.
Not because I am out of yarn, or because I suddenly hate knitting, or because my right hand simply fell off and disappeared through a crack in the floor.
It's just that no matter how much I knit, the damned thing refuses to get any longer.
The sleeve will be "finished" (ready to join to the body) at 18 inches. After working on it yesterday morning on the train, it was 16 inches. I gave it about two hours last night, then an hour this morning on the train, and it's still 16 inches.
You want pictures? I got pictures.
This is what it looks like to a normal person:
And here's what it looks like to me:
I think it may be time to take a break and go knit a little lace.