I made another pair of Crochet Slipper. These are for my grandmother (on my dad’s side).
I thought that this crochet rug would be a fitting backdrop as this is the rug that kick-started my love for crocheting a little over a year ago.
More so because said grandma made the rug out of old crimplene dresses – there’s one of her mother’s dresses hiding in there as well as my aunt’s communion dress…well the Dutch Reformed equivalent of a communion anyway.
Aside from that I have to say that I have been very despondent the last week or so. Such a silly, vicious cycle. The less I do, the more down-hearted I become and the less I want to do.
This has been the first week in over a year that I have not crocheted. Sure, I have picked up my hook and worked 6 or 12 stitches of my “this-blanket-will-take-a-million-years” project, but there was no enthusiasm and I just kept lugging the blanket around the house without actually doing anything to it.
And this feeling, this lack of drive – when last was the last time that I didn’t have four or five projects lined up and could barely wait to get the current one finished so that I could start on the next one? – this total lack of motivation…I HATE THIS FEELING.
Somebody please tell me to snap out of it!