Saturday, October 3, 2009
I’m heartily sick of being a good girl. So I’ve moved (further) toward the Dark Side. Last night, instead of catching up on ‘stuff’ with pressing timelines, I tuned in to ABC television for the Friday night crime, enjoyed a glass of wine and (if I knew how to do that thing with the smaller text, I’d be doing it now), started a new project.
I need a new project like a hole in the head. There are so many crafty works in progress that I’m forced to admit that I’m just not the monogamous being I thought I was. As far as the knit/sew/embroider/crochet thing goes, I’m a big hair floozy in a push-up bra and hot pants. An excellent visual image when you consider that last night I was all about the granny squares.
Which is also why I feel bad, bad to the bone. As I understand it, the whole notion of a granny square came about with the embracing of the frugal – using up all those scrappy yarn odds and ends. Problem is, a little while back, I saw the Circle-in-a-Square granny pattern at a 1/4 of an Inch and then this over at Flower Garden and had a Veruca Salt moment. I WANT ONE NOW. I WANT IT IN COTTON. If I am spending the next year of incidental, portable crafting (you wouldn’t believe how much I can fit into a week), then I WANT IT IN NICE COLOURS.
So it was, that after a tough day at work, I escaped to the Wool Baa for pure, unmitigated retail therapy. Even though I intend for this blanket to be around for a long time, for it to be woven into our family history – a permanent fixture on our living room sofa for random snuggling, evening story reading, and sneaky nana naps, I’m still feeling the guilt. Luckily it’s mainly at the start of a project that I come over all ‘just right’, uptight and colour co-ordinated. Getting toward the end, I’m really good at hit and miss and no doubt by then, there’ll still be some granny square stash-busting to be doing.