"Oh, it's easy," I said at knit group a couple weeks back. 'When I finish knitting this part, I'll just cut it down the middle here and pick up stitches for the sleeve."
Silence. I wondered if maybe I'd said it wrong.
"You're going to cut that sweater apart and do what?" someone asked.
It sounded much more insane when it was put that way.
Nevertheless, I got my good sewing scissors out and steeked one armhole. When I'm done with this sleeve, I'll do the other, and then I'll do the big one that makes it into a cardigan (and opens the door for something like six miles of I-cord, but that's another blog post....)
Angus helped me. He made sure my steek didn't unravel by sitting on the sweater while I wound balls of yarn.
Finally, I kicked him off, but he made it hard.