Done. My Clapotis is done. D. O. N. E. done. And it's pretty impressive, too. I currently have it dry-blocking (yes, that's a term I just made up) on my wall at work. I'm trying to get the two corners that keep pulling in not to do that -- I'd like it to be a rectangle rather than a parallelagram (OK, I'd like it to be a parallelagram with 90-degree corners). It's probably about six feet long (I'm 5'6" and cannot stretch it to its full length just by holding the ends in my hands and pulling) and three-ish feet wide. In other words, it's huge. And I love it. I wore it this morning in the cold and the snow and it kept me so very cozy and warm.
As I put it on this morning, I showed it off to Girl Warrior and Destructo Girl (my kids, ages 5 and 3 respectively). Girl Warrior's first reaction was quite gratifying: "Can I have it?" I said no, but offered to make her a smaller one. So perhaps I am now on my way to being one of those people who makes a zillion Clapotises. I wouldn't mind. It's a fun knit.
Next: socks for me (not so behind-the-times I know, as socks are always current, but I plan to follow along here and I WILL be back when I start working on my Ribby Cardi or on a Moebius or on Samus or . . .).