9 is my favorite number right now. I'm on my 9th skein of yarn for the afghan. When I hold the afghan up it's to my shoulder. I'm going to keep going until I'm done with the 10 skeins. It's going to be big, but I don't ever want to see this yarn again. Then I'm going to have a serious talk with myself before I even think about knitting another afghan; it makes the '8 hour' baby blanket look like a walk in the park. It's unwieldy. But it's also pretty and will be great to snuggle under in the winter. I'm pressing forward and will not work on the sock again until I'm done with the afghan. Light at the end of the tunnel, people. Light at the end of the tunnel.