Not just a hobby

September 25, 2008 at 8:50 pm 1 comment

Let it be known that I like to crochet. Well, really I love to crochet. But actually I am mildly obsessed with crochet. In fact, I probably qualify as a pathological crocheter. It’s not just about making pretty little things, either. I mean, I’m all about functional, utilitarian crochet. Last weekend I discovered just how deep this compulsion runs.

It happened when I was packing for a very short camping trip. Very short, as in roughly 36 hours at the campsite, not setting up or breaking down. It was when I began stashing yarn — undesignated, projectless yarn — in every empty nook I could find. Because I might need it. No kidding. It was then that I realized I might be quite insane.

Yes, as I was packing up a work-in-progress, I decided to bring additional yarn — in various weights and colors — and a spectrum of hooks, despite the shortness of the weekend. Despite the fact that I’d be spending most of my time writing a paper for class. I brought it JUST IN CASE. Just in case what? I don’t know… just in case it gets really cold and we all suddenly need additional scarves and hats and mittens and socks and legwarmers and tea cozies, and there’s a blizzard or it rains really hard and there’s a mudslide on the mountain and we become trapped in the mountains with no way to get to Wal-Mart. You know, just in case we need it to survive. That is what I caught myself thinking. Honestly. Really. Go ahead: shake your head and laugh at me. I’ll wait.

Done? Good. Because it was chilly in the mountains this weekend, you see. And remember that paper I had to write?

My hands got very, very cold. I’d packed gloves, but we all know it’s almost impossible to type with gloves on a regular keyboard, much less a laptop.

And then, I remembered the yarn.

Two hours later, I had conjured up a splendid pair of fingerless gloves — toasty warm on the palms, but keyboard-friendly on the fingers. Maybe I’m not so crazy after all.

(This wasn’t the first time I’ve been saved from the cold by crochet either!)

So remember this tale next time you’re embarking on a journey to the middle of nowhere, or when you make a list of things you’d need to survive on a deserted island. Machete? Check. Waterproof matches? Check. Martha Stewart? Check. Crochet hooks and yarn? Check.


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  • 1. tickleslordchaos  |  September 26, 2008 at 12:52 am

    This is too funny! I just went on a camping trip last weekend, and I took enough yarn to make an afghan and 5 dishcloths. What if I needed it, right? I thought that at least 1 of the dishcloths might be necessary. I brought the oldest one I had from home (I never use store-bought dishcloths anymore) and I was concerned it might not hold up. But the afghan? I guess it does get cold at night in Northern CA. I plan to talk about the knitting part of that trip tomorrow, but today I just talked about the trip as a whole. My whole point? You are not a lone ranger here.


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