I am not being hard on myself. It is a simple truth. No one should ever count on my ability to read, remember or interpret numbers. Let's take the Peasy Sweater for example. You may remember my difficulty in keeping in my head that the unit I was working with was centimeters. Not inches. Centimeters. I worked so hard at hammering which side of the measuring tape that I should be using into my head that I skipped an entire direction. I have been motoring along, knitting and knitting and knitting to get to 22cm. Turns out, 22cm was the spot to increase the SECOND time. I skipped an increase at 12cm. Skipped. Entirely omitted.
NOW what do I do?? I was all proud to have gotten to 22cm, my shining goal. I thought I was going to faint when I read the pattern to see what to do next. I have just about decided, since there are ONLY two increases of four stitches per row, that I am going to increase, knit four more rows and increase again. I can't see that it will make that huge of a difference. Or that I care that much if it does after all that stockinette!!
You switch needles for the bind off at 30cm. I am almost there. And the second set of needles is on its way so I can do a seamless sleeve on two circs.... Or set that aside and start a shawl.... We shall see!