So, I got the 1st 16 rows of that stupid sleeve (till it's done, it's the stupid sleeve) and that's it. I have given myself permission to start a sock in the hopes that if i start it, the nagging feeling to start one will go away and then I will be more inclined to knit on that stupid sleeve, let's see how that works out.
Sorry it's been so long since I've posted, not much knitting has been done. Usually what happens is I take the bag with the sleeve out, put it on the table and stare at it, trying to will myself to knit on it, like Uma Thurman trying to will her big toe to move in Kill Bill 2. (BTW, so sad about David Carradine)
That being said, I am off like a prom dress!