I’m so frustrated with myself. No clue when was the last time I’ve seen this thing (wallet of crochet hooks). Yesterday I searched every project bag, every bag of my yarn stash, every drawer, nook and cranny where I might have put it absent-mindedly. I just went through them all again today. I have memories of seeing it on the breakfast table, on my desk (where the cat tried to annihilate the decorative tassle on its zipper), and in a project bag. I’ve moved it somewhere. I want to start a new project but need a hook of unusual size that is in the wallet. I haven’t been motivated to crochet in a while, and I caught a spark over the weekend by finishing up another project. Blegh. Fuck.
Thank you for reading my rant while I wallow in self-loathing.
P.S. This thing is neon fucking pink and bigger than a paperback book. I must have a forgotten project bag smushed into a closet or left out in the camper. I thought I accounted for all my half-started projects though.
Yeah, I did this a few times yesterday. I think my trouble is it has been too long since I stashed it (see: previous loss of my cro-jo) and so trying to walk myself backward through the memories is just banging my head against the wall.
I usually successfully find things this way. But it’s kicking my ass with this one.
Two weeks from now at 1:47 a.m. I’ll jump up from the couch, run to a random room and find it where I suddenly remembered putting it.