Pulling my "freakin" hair out!!!

This is what I felt like last night. If anyone would have looked at me wrong I probably would have thumped them. Let me fill you in.

So, I get to the very end of the increase area of the sleeves (or at least what I thought would be) and ask Em to stand near so I could hold it up on her arm. I just about fell over as I sounded out in absolute disgust. Em saw the look on my face and started to slowly back away. Now keep in mind that I still had to finish the round "cup" area of the top of the sleeve where it fits into the arm hole. But the increase area alone was up to her shoulder at this time! So obviously what I thought was "right" on the second try was WRONG!!! Glenn came into the room after hearing my "little sound off" and asked what was wrong. Em just told him "Don't get near her" and kept backing away. Also keep in mind that I had just finished 111 rows of work. I was not a happy little person at all. I sat there in total disgust that "it" was wrong again and I was going to have to start over again!!!!! How could I be reading the pattern and it not be clicking in my head in order for me to understand it? Really?!

I took a deep breath, went upstairs to tuck the girls in bed, got a HUGE handful of chocolate and begin to...

FROG the entire sleeve!!! Yes siree!!! All 111 rows. I wasn't even going to bother saving the 6 little measly ribbing rows at the very beginning. Yes, I was that disgusted. After every little stitch was ripped out, I proceeded towards the craft room to dig the yarn winder out in hopes to tame the huge mound of yarn that I now had in my hands. I stared at it for a minute before I said a few choice words, quietly, and then wound it all up in a couple of neat little yarn cakes. Afterwards I was still so disgusted that I went back in the family room, turned the TV and all the lights off and went to bed. Glenn was trying to remind me that it's not a good idea to go to bed upset but all he got in return was the "look". Enough said.

I woke up in a better mood this morning. Glenn didn't get his head bit off or anything like that but the minute I started thinking about the stupid pattern, I was determined that I would be calling the yarn shop up that the two girls who wrote the book own. So online I went to check out what time they open and then at the top of the appropriate hour I was dialing. I explained that I was calling from out of state and I had a big problem with getting the sleeves to work and wondered if anyone could help me out. So after going over things a couple of times (because what was being explained the first few times made NO sense) she cast on a few stitches and started working the increase area while telling me everything she was doing. Well, at the end it was determined that pertinent information was left out in the instructions!!! Hello!!!!!

Really??!!!

So I have now cast on for the sleeve again in VERY high hopes that the 3rd time is a charm and all will be good now. It better be! 'Cause you don't want to see me freak out and snap or something or even give the "EYE" again. Not pretty. Plus, I'm not sure that there would be enough chocolate in the house to keep me calm if this isn't the fix.

Headline:

Crazy lady in Idaho wigs out after a knitting project goes wrong.

Wish me luck, please.