So I knit that sleeve (with extra stitches) almost down to the wrist, thinking the whole time, “This seems way too big. But I’m sure it will be fine ….”. Yes, I tried it on. And I thought, “I’m sure it will be fine.” I finally admitted that it was so NOT fine and ripped it back up to the shoulder.
Someday I’ll learn to trust the one voice (“It’s too big!”) and not the other voice (“I’m sure it will be fine …”).