I’ve reached that stage
with my current piece of work I’m crocheting where I can finally
see the end in sight, I know it will only be a few more days, a week
or 2 at most and I will finally be sewing in that last end and
snipping off the last thread when I can finally stop all work and say
‘I’ve finished – hurrah’
This blanket has really
been a while in the making, I think I actually started way back at
the start of last year in fact, I can argue that life got a little
bit in the way because at one point life really didn’t have much
opportunity in it for me to even lift my hook, let alone finish this
blanket, but it’s true what they say, time really does fly.
Here I
am, my all consuming baby girl on the brink of turning 2 and fast
becoming so independent – her favourite saying right now being ‘I
do it!’ to testify to this fact. Increasing my working hours from
part time to full time. A house move that I thought would cause me
such upheaval and months of unrest is now a distance memory and
thankfully an easy transition. And finally my eldest daughter, fast
becoming a young lady in front of my eyes took to the relocation, new
school and friends so easily and so well that I don’t know why I
ever fretted so much like I did – kids really are so very
resilient!
So here I am, finally
able to slip back to a way of life I enjoy so very much –
gardening, reading, days out with the family, crocheting, baking and
even a return to Blogland.
And much like finishing a
good read or getting to the end of that long run, the excitement is
always to find new books, or a new route (with maybe less hills) or
beginning to dream of that next project, all good things come to an
end, but when one door closes, another one opens.
So I will enjoy getting to the end of my blanket, I will dream of the day when I fold it up and take it with us on our next outing and I will quietly gloat at what I have achieved while we sit and eat our first picnic on it, any takers on who will be the first to spill juice all over it??
So I will enjoy getting to the end of my blanket, I will dream of the day when I fold it up and take it with us on our next outing and I will quietly gloat at what I have achieved while we sit and eat our first picnic on it, any takers on who will be the first to spill juice all over it??