It feels that way with the current Clapotis.

It's the new Neverending Project of Neverendingness.
I completely pooped out on it around 8:30 last night, couldn't keep going. (I think there are four repeats left to drop and ladder the stitches for). Part of the problem is the laddering - which is more frequent as you approach the end - is slow with this yarn. It has a tiny thread of mohair wrapped around the shiny slippery ribbon yarn - and the mohair grabs on and you have to kind of use your thumbnail to help it ladder, and it takes a while.
And here's where my crazy hyper-responsibility and super-conscientiousness kind of works against me: I was actually getting all set to apologize to you lot. Because I didn't finish the shawl and didn't have a nice shiny finished picture to show you. Because, you know, the people-pleasing part of me is screaming, "But you might lose readers if you never ever show anything finished!"
At any rate, if I had finished it, there would be no "action shot" of me wearing it anyway, because by the time I would have finished, my hair was all frizzy and bad (I had to take the barrette out of it; it was pulling on the hair and it's super humid here) and I wasn't wearing clothes that would match with the shawl anyway.
But it's alternatively funny and sad (I think) that I felt pushed to apologize for not finishing the shawl and having a finished-object picture to post here.
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