29/09/2021, 22:32 - 22:41.
My mother was knitting a scarf on the sofa and that made me remember that I can crochet. Long story short, I may or may not have spent almost an hour hyperfocused on crocheting a small turquoise ball. I haven’t crocheted anything in almost a year, so it’s not my best work, but at least it’s round. The ball’s not bigger than a ping-pong one, and I’ve filled it with cotton from our first aid kit so that it’s soft and fluffy and squishy.
I think I’m going to give it to my boyfriend when I see him next week on Friday, because I was thinking of him as I crocheted it since it’s the same colour as his eyes. Besides, I didn’t buy him anything for our one year anniversary, which was yesterday, and I think a handmade gift made with love is better than a store-bought one.
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