I couldn’t avoid it any longer.  Something had to be done about shortening the sleeves on Leo. 

Last night I went to Starbucks in Olde Town/Tacoma and met up with the little knitting group there.  After much anxiety, fretting and kavetching, I made the first snip.  I actually cut my knitting.

The world didn’t stop spinning on its axis.  The tides didn’t change.  And yarn did not go flying from hither and yon.  It barely budged.  I actually had to do much of the unravel portion of this correction myself.  We’ll see how it goes.  I’ll keep you posted.