Just fine.

Things did not quite go like I planned.  How very me.  

By noon, I had finished three colour stripes.  I decided to do a try on to see how the sleeve fit.  Good thing I did.  The sleeve was practically perfect as it was.  I didn't want the sleeve going over my hands.  Not my thing.  I called it perfect and in the afternoon I did the cuff.

One complete sleeve, not quite to plan, but practically perfect in its inimitable colourful way.

One more sleeve to go.  Isn't that fine?