I had thought to have Fred take my picture lying on the bed with the clock in the background. A repeat of how I began the sweater and the Olympics. But after all that stress and all that knitting, I knew for sure that if I lay down on the bed for the photo shoot, I wouldn't get up 'til morning.
Not that you might doubt me, but as proof positive that the sweater was done on time, here is me wearing the great-fitting sweater during the Canada vs USA game.
A re-cap on the pattern and yarn tomorrow. For now, I luxuriate in the fact that I knit a sweater in 17 days. I had fun. I learned a lot. I was part of something larger than myself.