03-05-2021

So, when I selected my yarns, I was so thrilled that I went “outside my comfort zone.” As I began working I felt SO DEFEATED. I HATED how the individual pieces were working up. I asked my daughter, she said, “It’s not doing it for me Mom, sorry.” I asked my husband, he said, “Not really a fan of those colors.”

Now, I am used to zero people appreciating my colors, I’m a bit all over the place with colors, but I go with my gut and usually stick with what I am happy with. This one was really scary because it was so outside my comfort zone. I did NOT feel confident at all. I just decided that I was going to see it through, and that the colors should play together as a whole piece and not as individual pieces. The more I trudged along, the more discouraged I became. I even sewed them together as I went to keep the full picture in my mind and to boost my spirits. It didn’t help. I pretty much hated my color choice until the very end.

I began a new afghan right away, planning on using my normal colors (all the pretty colors). I let this beast hang over my rocking chair glaring at me as I worked on the second prototype. As the days and then weeks went by, I became friendly with this hideous monster. I started to look at it with new eyes, that were less glaring and more inquisitive. I finally, against my better judgment, pulled it off the rocker and decided I loved it. Maybe I was a bit off my rocker, but whatever happened, something made me love it. I will still finish the second version, but I am happy that I have finally decided to love it!