3 projects I've got on the go this week. Phew! One is a little lap blanket for Mum 'cos I'm fed up with seeing her drape an old cardie over her little legs when she's a bit chilly. The creamy coloured mass is an oversized cushion cover I've been asked to make, and the piles of squares are for another oversized cushion cover for the same person. It's sheer coincidence they're all coffee/cream/brown colours, but much as I like them I think the next project has to be a bit different. I've done the 50 squares in the last 2 days, the creamy one in less than a week, and the stripy one in about 10 days, so I'm quite pleased with myself (if not a bit on crochet overload and with sore fingers!). My problem is this - I have a severe case of loose-endophobia. I'm extremely allergic to sewing in loose ends, and usually do anything I can to avoid it, even if that means starting something else and pretending all the current projects are finished. Poor deluded soul I am - these are for somebody else so I can't get away with it this time. Hmph.
The fun bit (the creating/making) is sadly over...
The fun bit (the creating/making) is sadly over...
Here comes my nightmare.
Just the squares alone will mean 500, yes that's
FIVE HUN-DREAD
evil little ends to sew.
I don't dare count the blanket ends or I may just faint....
Just the squares alone will mean 500, yes that's
FIVE HUN-DREAD
evil little ends to sew.
I don't dare count the blanket ends or I may just faint....