At odd times I find myself sitting in the middle of crochet thread that’s strung across my desk, down past the keyboard, piling on the floor, and grouped into knots about my feet. This Sunday afternoon is definitely one of those times. Call it insanity, but I call it “shortage of thread” or at least in the color I need to use. I started using the ball in question for a runner, but quickly realized I would never have enough to pull off a runner without ordering more and hoping against all odds I’d get a color that matches perfectly. It’s hard to even remember when this ball was purchased to begin with so really, the odds aren’t so good!
With ideas soaring and hands itching to design, I decided to pull the remaining thread from the cardboard tube and wind it around my fingers. Once I got to the end where the thread was attached to the end of the unfinished runner, I thought I could just use the free thread end to start my new project. Wrong! It started to tangle, twist, and dance into knots until I had to clip the end from the attached runner, but it was too late. Now I’m held hostage at my desk until I get past all the knots and twists before I can move to a more comfy place to design.
It’s at times like this I ponder just how others would view such a state and wonder if anyone else finds themself in a like situation - or is it just me? But outside of stopping every few minutes to untwist, unwind and de-knot the thread, I’m having fun and can’t wait to see the end result.
