I told myself I would not knit/crochet the requested throw for our caring committee. Before I got involved in this Comfort Shawl group, I kept one prayer/comfort shawl on the needles at a time. I only worked on it at church, and the movies. Once finished, washed, blocked, and donated, I would start another to continue the process. Lately, however, I feel like the knitting for this group is taking up a lot more of my time than I have to give.
I have a pattern waiting for edits, one finished and waiting photos, and another one swirling around in my brain. If I am going to make a business of my designs than I have to behave as though it is a business (At least, that is what I tell myself). With that in mind, when asked if we could produce a throw, I said that I would ask around (I did not immediately say "Sure, I will get right on that"). I did find a volunteer. Another blogger's color sense provided a stripe sequence. A combination of shopping and stash diving produced the yarn (read more about all of that here). I even put it all in a pretty basket. That is about when I found out that I had misunderstood my volunteer. She would rather sew the blanket. Then, her life went crazy (as does happen), and I have not had the heart to remind her that she owes me a blanket. Poop!
You can probably guess what happened next. Last night, while watching Downton Abby (Did you see it? Holy Moly! Who saw that coming?), I started a giant granny square blanket. Hopefully, it will go fast.
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