So let's say it's atleast three years old, probably closer to four or five. I'm just not that into crochet any more.
I really wanted that large blanket. The blanket squares are enlarged version of a blanket my mum inherited from her grandmother - but because that was old and coming apart, my paternal grandmother made a copy for my parents. So I felt it was a nice continuation of a sort of family tradition.
So the squares I had finished just sat in that bag. Last week I decided that I was going to do something about the blanket. Either finish it or frog it. Use it or lose it. When I checked how many squares I had already made, it turned out that there were just enough to make this lap sized blanket.
Over a couple of evenings I put the squares together and now I have a blanket that will keep me cosy when it's a bit chilly.
It's not the blanket I wanted to make and it's kinda wonky. But sometimes finished is better than perfect. Now the blanket is useful. It's not just taking up space in a drawer.
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