And I finished knitting Clapotis. The two may be related, it's hard to tell.
It took me nearly 6 months, but I'm done. Now I just have to wait for a hot day when my partner is working or we're both out in the afternoon and I can block it on the loungeroom floor without fear of serious pin-in-foot incidents. Pictures will follow.
The last couple of weeks haven't been good. Work has been slightly more fucked than usual, and some of my favourite people have resigned and left. I am becoming less and less enthusiastic about the prospect of transferring to the Australian office when we go home in February. Maybe it's time to move on.