So I finished weaving in the ends on this lace shawl tonight. Not a big deal, you say? Only the blood, sweat, tears, rage, and total focus of the last two months, that's all. And maybe just the tiniest bit of teeth-grinding and cursing thrown in along the way.
Despite all that, it looks pretty darn good to me.
The process of creating is good and satisfying, but successful completion can't be beat.