I didn't know I would finish it yesterday, but then I wrote one of the final scenes and got this weird feeling in my belly that there was really nothing more to write (for this draft, obviously), and that I was officially DONE. And then I smiled and felt accomplished before freaking out that I still had A LOT of work to do on the third draft. But, for a moment, I was relieved and happy, and now I can't wait to really dive in and start revising.
I'm scared, but I'm ready. Yay!