The past couple of days I have been doing my best not to get distracted by thoughts of a new crochet project. As my journey to a thousand rehabbed remnants nears the end, it is easy to let my mind wander toward thoughts of “what comes next,” but in truth, the last 100 squares might be the toughest because the remnants that remain will be the ones that were not easy to find or easy to rehab, and I will have to first find and the rehab them.
But when I am not dreaming of future projects, it has been a welcome relief to focus on just thirteen crochet remnants, choosing a color for the next round, weaving in the ends and then trimming them. The smaller number of remnants makes it easier to fall into a rhythm of rehab.
In relatively short order, this:
was transformed into this:
When I finish rehabbing these thirteen crochet remnants into five and six-inch squares ready for adventure, I will need just 89 more remnants in order to reach my goal, but now, as I near finishing them, I am wondering where I will find the next batch?
I have a couple of remnants deep in the too-large bag I carry with me everywhere, I have another in a second bag that often houses my traveling yarn stash, but the next round of remnants is going to require me to dig not only deep but deeper.
Lucky for me, there is a POD filled with “stuff” just waiting for me to sort through and find what can be transformed from purposelessness to purpose, one stitch at a time.