I hate weaving in ends. I made a lovely little striped bolero, but not with self-striping yarn. 50 ends. 50. That's the most ends I've had to weave in ever. 😫
I’m with you. God seriously. I have offered to pay Merlin could hard money, sexual favours, the chocolates he likes from this one shop in Glasglow to weave in my ends and my gorgeous bastard of a husband just said, ‘ye fix this circuit board and I’ll weave your ends.”
Most I ever had was 80. Wanted to die.