I cannot believe it. The Big Project is done. I am shocked. I had no idea I was that close to finishing.
I knew I was over 50% done because I only had one chart left. My mistake was looking at how much yarn I had left. I thought because I still had two skeins of that color, I still had to knit them. Not true. I had set aside more yarn than needed because it was a one of a kind dye and I knew I wouldn't be able to get/dye more later.
I was knitting and plodding along thinking this was going to take forever. It didn't take forever. I must admit that I knit on it vigorously. I kept going with it. I was devoted to it.
When I finished it, no one was home. I wanted to jump up, hoot for joy and high five the world. I wanted to share in the glory that was finishing! Instead, I took it to the bathtub to prep for blocking. I stuck it in the tub and got it to soaking. After a good soak, I took blocking wires and pins and got to work.
Letting it sit for a day to dry and block wasn't easy. I wanted to keep looking at it and reveling in the finishing of it. When I took out the wires I started draping it over everything in the house (including me) and took pictures
I finally took a picture in the back yard, just so I could spread it out completely. (Psst, that's the one at the top of the page).
But what an emotional void it left. The project that I had been so devoted to was no longer. What should I do? How do I move on? I feel rudderless. Drifting. I wonder if other people feel the same loss when they finish something big. Then I wonder what I can possibly cast on that will have the same impact and fill that void. Should I even try? Should I just knit on something relaxing and fun? Should I try for another Wonder Knit?
I think I will just try to finish another one of my projects. I will take another one that has been on the needles for over a couple of years and try the 'one row a day' system with it.
I am going to cast on a worsted weight scarf though. I mean, really.