I have known about this baby coming for months. With the shower in 10 days, I decide to get busy crocheting the critter. I want to be making something else. I have Zauberball just crying out to be made into a shawl. I need a shawl. It is finally getting cooler. But, no. I need to whip out this present.
Her Mom does not like pink. *sigh* Okay, no pink. Well, maybe a little. I'm not shopping for more yarn. Her Dad comes across as pleasant but disinterested.
I don't feel like crocheting. The boucle yarn is being a pita. My hands hurt. I want to start my shawl. Dammit.
I am so lucky that this is all I have to gripe about. But, I'm going to anyway.
I tried to crochet her differently than I normally do so the fabric looks interlocked and not like a spiral. I think I like the spiral better.
Anyway, she is done. I was literally sewing in yarn ends 10 min before the baby shower. .
No more "obligation" crafting. I would have been much happier if I had contributed to the gift certificate and been done with it. Rory sent me an article about the parallels between knitting and yoga, I think that knitting and crochet can be a meditation. This little mouse was not a happy, peaceful process. I hope she finds love anyway.