*ahem* I'm embarrassed to report that this shawl sat on my loom for over a year with only a little more weaving yet to go. For some reason it was not calling my name. Every time I passed it in the living room I would avert my eyes thus rendering it invisible. After a while I didn't even have to avert my eyes, it HAD become invisible to me. Until a week or so ago. Then it became the only thing I would see when I passed through the room. It began to call my name in despair. It needed to be finished. By me. Now. So I did. And I am so happy with it and myself. I felt like it had taken on a life of its own and was giving me the 'hairy eyeball' every time I looked at it. If anyone else reads this post but me, and you have unfinished business, you will know exactly what I am talking about.