In Malcolm Gladwell’s book of the same title as this blog post, the subtitle reads “How Little Things Can make a Big Difference,” and I guess that today enough of those little things (whatever they might be) had accumulated such that I finished my unraveling
I got an early start on my project of undoing.
Shortly after breakfast, I sat with a cup of coffee and a pair or pointy little scissors to one side, and the box containing the squares in question to the other.
I unraveled one square then another.
Every time I completed a few squares, I would take a break to do chores or run small errands.
Yet even with distractions and interruptions and the mohair fibers tangling in defiance of my efforts to unravel them, shortly before three, the box that had housed the squares that had made up the second iteration of the Big Rug project was empty.
I didn’t quite know what to do with myself
The last square unraveled, my attention turned to a recent temptation that I had found online:
With a 5.00mm hook and seven of your favorite colors (if you can limit yourself to so few), you too can have a wondrous blanket like the one pictured above.
I can hardly wait to get started.