Did you hear that? Last night, I did something dreadful. So dreadful I'm sure you could hear it all the way to Colorado.
I frogged the sweater I was knitting for my niece Abby. Luckily I hadn't gotten far before ripping it out. But it felt far to me with the tiny stitches. And it felt far to my tired hand joints.
I was supposed to knit two together, yarn forward, slip a stitch, knit a stitch, slip that stitch over the knitted stitch. Somehow I added stitch after every yarn forward. Rookie mistake. I tried just ripping out that row, but the stitches are so tiny it was hard to pick them back up. Before I knew it, I had double rows that had slipped. So I'm starting over.
Better knit fast. Babies grow quick.