
For the hem I followed the pattern and did a tubular cast off on the bottom hem which I have used successfully before. Not this time though! I seem to be forever casting off as though I am attempting to restrain a would be assailant. I COULD NOT get the thing over my hips, it was a struggle just to get it back off over my shoulders. Need I say just how frustrated I was at this point? Yeah, just a bit. So with Mister Vonkysmeed's urging I decided to work on the sleeves before fighting with the hem again.
I made the unusually wise decision that as I had only 1 skein left, dividing it in half might be the best plan for ending up with sleeves of identical length. But do I have a kitchen scale with which to scientifically make 2 out of 1? Nope, so I had the great joy of unwinding that last ball of yarn all over my family room. And guess who wanted to join in the fun? If you guessed Destructo-Boy, than by George, you are a winner! So I had Mister Vonkysmeed hold onto him in the back half of the house until I managed to tame the yarn beast into submission. Trying to madly wind balls of yarn with an 18 month old screaming at the other end of the house is not exactly relaxing let me tell you!