I'm almost done with the baby blanket. I only have 3864 stitches to knit 8 more times, and then I can bind them all off.
Swear. Pics tomorrow.
And then I can cast on for this sweetie:
Y'all chose this colorway by less than 1%, so I'm going to obey.
I'm a finisher. I love to finish things. I can start more than one thing at a time, but there is no pleasure like being done. I do not seem to be in good company in this regard. When I teach workshops, the overwhelming majority of you tell me you really prefer to start things, that starting is the most fun.
And I do get that. But I am task oriented. It's fun to be able to admire my handiwork, to be able to sit back and admire what I made, or did, or baked, or painted, for a minute.
Speaking of which, these eleventy trillion stitches aren't going to knit themselves. They apparently multiplied while I was in the middle of typing this. So I should go before things get unmanageable.
How about you: starter or a finisher?