I finally finished the button band and the sewing up of my first cardigan.
Honestly, its not very good. The sleeves didn’t fit on right but I forced them, and the button band didn’t fit on right, but I forced it. Turns out I’m pretty crappy at the whole thing, but I think what matters is that I did it. Chad had a sweater like this when he was really young and hasn’t ever been able to find another one. He’s been trying to find someone to make one for him for years now. This sweater is the reason I felt motivated to finally teach myself knitting. So even though the craftsmanship isn’t exactly fantastic and the whole thing is made out of acrylic because I can’t afford to make him a nice sweater with nice yarn, its still… made. I suppose this is one of those “its the thought that counts” things.
Since starting on this sweater I’ve gotten a lot better at knitting, and I think maybe one day I will try again with nice yarn and more skill. But for now this will do, and if he is happy then I am happy.
Plus its finally fucking finished and I can pick up other projects without a sinking pit of guilt and despair in my stomach. That’s pretty cool.