I’m currently working on baby afghan.
It seems to be going on forever, but that is my own fault for choosing to make it in sport weight yarn.
For speed and ease, I’m making one big rectangle.
Normally I avoid stripes or anything that requires a lot of cutting the yarn & color changes, because I despise dealing with yarn ends (I’m considering getting my daughter to weave ends for me), but this blanket does look awesome.
I’m using Knit Picks Brava sport in white, clarity, sky, denim and solstice heather (2 skeins of each color). I chose this yarn because it’s cheap. I know that is a horrible reason to choose a yarn, but I don’t know how well this blanket will be cared for.
After working with my hand dyed yarn for so long making something with acrylic yarn is weird. I’ve used Brava for several projects and haven’t had many problems with it. It’s soft enough that it doesn’t make my skin hurt. Bonus. It does seem to slit easy.
I’ve been working on it daily for about a week. It feels like months. Yesterday, I crocheted an entire round in the wrong color and had to rip it out.
I’m almost done and there is something so wonderful about the end of a project being in sight. My brain is screaming about the list of other things I need to be doing. While there is no hard deadline for this blanket, I feel rushed to get it done.
A bit hurriedness is creeping into what should be calm and relaxing, because I’m not getting paid to make this and I have ‘work’ to be doing. Everytime my todo List rears it’s head, I focus harder on the stitches, feel the hook slip in and out of the yarn and let the rhythm of creating each stitch wash over me.
The blanket will get done. I have time. The things on my todo list will get done. I have time. I keep thinking about how a new little baby is going to be warm and snuggled. I smile and keep crocheting.