Knitting away at break neck speed for four straight hours netted me a whole 3 inches. Aargh. That works out to a piddlin' three quarters of an inch per hour! I placed a pin as a marker so I would be able to see exactly how far I was able to get in one evening.
The answer was: NOT FAR. Looks like I have many days of work left yet. This could be good or bad depending on one's perspective. On the good side, I am getting a lot of knitting in per $$ spent on supplies. On the bad side, summer could be almost over before I am able to wear the tank top.
My husband figures that 8 cups of blueberries in the fridge must mean he gets TWO pies. Aw well, he IS the world's best husband so I guess I can indulge him.