Yarn Has Overtaken My Life
I’ve abandoned you for crochet. I feel bad about it — really, I do — but the problem is that I have a hook and yarn in my hands during all of my free time, so I haven’t even made the effort to tell you about it.
Crochet is magic. You get a nice yarn, something that feels good in your hands and looks pretty as it develops. You get a comfortable hook that makes it all feel natural. And you find a pattern that you can do without thinking, once you get past counting the initial number of stitches for the chain. That’s it. I’ve discovered that I can do it semi-conscious on an overnight flight to London. I can do it at my son’s Brazilian jiu-jitsu class, even when they’re counting reps aloud. And lately, I can do it while listening to famous people read Moby Dick. Strange? Maybe. But it’s soothing, and a heck of a lot better for my sanity than social media, or reading the news.
But there’s one big unanswered question in all of this: what do I do with all of these scarves? I only have one neck, and it only gets so cold in California. To be fair, I am a year-round scarf aficionado, but wool that’s as bulky as a traveler’s neck pillow just won’t cut it when our temperatures hit the triple digits. So I’m working on a plan to sell off some (many?) because I’m producing them faster than I can wear them.
But whether I sell them or not, making them is therapeutic. My favorite design is an infinity scarf, a cozy Möbius strip. This delights me on multiple levels, because that’s one of my favorite shapes going back as far as I can remember. Yep, I’m a nerd.
I’m hoping to post more about this in the near future, but for now I need to weave in the ends of the scarf I just finished. If you knit or crochet, let me know in the comments!