This is sleeve #2. Not sleeve #1 or sleeve #3. Numero dos. My room – more specifically, my duvet cover – decided to ingest both of my sleeves for my Minimalist Cardigan. After searching high and low and high again, I gave in and ordered replacement yarn last Friday so I could hopefully crank out the sleeves before leaving on vacation last week. Earlier this week, I shook out my comforter from where it was folded on the foot of my bed and out plunked the first sleeve. The second didn't make an appearance until after I cast on and knit 6" of sleeve #3. This had better be the best. sweater. ever. In theory, I'll finish the second sleeve tonight, weave in the ends for all the pieces, then block them over the weekend.
I should also get a fair amount done on my second Froot Loops sock this weekend as well. I'm dog-sitting for my favorite boxers this weekend while their people are at a wedding in Montana. I don't know what possessed me to think that the weekend before I go on an enormous vacation is really the best time to be away from home for five days, but I never claimed to be clever.