I caught myself twice on Friday standing in front of my yarn stash with armloads of yarn planning to start a Granny Blanket. Each time, I got my wits about me and told myself how dumb it was to start a new blanket when I had several unfinished ones around the house. So I'd put all the yarn back, skein by skein, pouting all the while.
And then I did it. I ran to my master closet, grabbed my footstool, and grabbed a big rubber box from way up high on a shelf. That box contained seven granny squares (8 rounds each) and all the skeins of yarn I had used to make them at least two years ago. I sat in my chair in front of the TV and made two more squares, crocheted all nine together, and the madness began. Crocheting round after round, picking colors, planning, scheming, thinking about the border WAY too far in advance, and crocheting some more. I also made a quick run to Hobby Lobby to make sure I had enough of the main color to finish the blanket and border. Oh what fun I've had! And there's much more to come. I'd say I'm still only at the half-way mark or so.
And all because I ran out of the Rowan Cotton Glace' to finish my table runner (I'm still waiting for it to arrive so I can finish it). In every disappointment, there's a big old wad of sunshine. You just have to figure out what it is.
Speaking of wads of sunshine...
We still have plenty around these parts of Texas.
So I washed an old afghan I made and hung it out to air-dry.
I've been using it at the end of the bed the last few weeks, and it was beginning to smell a little doggish. Okay, a LOT doggish. It's hard to believe when you look at those five sweet faces in my sidebar, that they could be so stinky, but shuewwee!
Y'all have a good weekend.
You know what I'll be doing!