Cat Mad Crochet

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The wrap is growing really well, and I’ve gone so far as to temporarily abandon all of my other projects in an attempt to rid myself of this one. Except, of course, for the damn ends. Those will be with me for a while. I’m trying to think of weaving those as a small daily meditation on, perhaps, my own resilience in the face of my own reluctance to deal with the mess I made. Whatever happens, a quiet weaving meditation or a daily swearing at my project for still having ends that need attention, they will be woven. But first, to finish the crochet part.

I’ve used half of the yarn I had last week. At this time last week, I had 250 grams. As of writing this, I have 127 grams. Not bad, but it has taken all of my crochet time and some of my writing time to get here. Perhaps that last 127 grams will take two weeks, though I hope not. I like this project, but others are singing their woolly songs to me, and I need to finish this so I can start/restart those. 

It’s almost to size and, if I use every bit of yarn I bought for it, I should end up with a nice, biggish for short people, shawl that my aunt will be able to wrap up in. So I just work in pattern until I run out of yarn, and I’m done. I think. 

There is a design bit I’m not certain about: How to work the very last rows. I started the wrap with a block of yellow because end weaving would have been a nightmare if the whole row was only five stitches long and I had to fit two ends into that. I chose instead to start with a nice block of solid yellow. I still stand by that decision, but how to end the wrap? Just running in pattern until I run out of yarn is a valid option, I think, and it shouldn’t look weird. 

But what if the long side opposite the point echoed the beginning point? The point block is 32 rows wide. 32 rows on the long side is going to be a serious amount of yarn. I do not have that much left in any color. I also do not want to buy more yarn for this project. Perhaps I need to go sniffing through my stash to see if there is anything I could use. 

Time spent in the stash is a dangerous and fraught thing, though. I will have to ignore the siren song of the other yarns calling me to ball them up, find the right hook, and start another project. I fear I am not that strong.