I fell in love with this afghan from Pottery Barn. Doesn't it just scream cozy? It made me think of cuddling up on a chilly afternoon with a fire burning in the fireplace and a cup of hot cocoa steaming by my side . . . Then I looked at the price tag: $79! “Are they kidding me?” I thought. “I could do this myself for a fraction of the cost!”
And so it began. With delusions of grandeur running amok, I've spent $66.25 in yarn and pattern books. Then, because I didn't know how to crochet a cable stitch and had actually never really learned how to read patterns, I decided to take a class at our local Joann's - for an additional $35 (I tried YouTube, but in this instance, it wasn't helping).
Let me tell you, it's been a while since I have been challenged like this. I have been so frustrated with this stitch! I can't begin to count how many times I wanted to give up! I cursed Pottery Barn and the day I saw that throw! But there's always an epiphany: I had been practicing the pattern on the yarn that they gave me when I took the class - a chartreuse green color - and I just wasn't “feeling it” - I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong, or visualizing the end product.
I decided to get a skein of white yarn and try again. It began to get easier. For one thing, I felt calmer - I only thought to give up once every 10 minutes or so . . . And finally . . . Voilà! Yes!!! Victory is mine!!! I feel like a football player doing a silly touchdown dance! Check out this perfectly executed cable turn!
Now let's get this party started! I've chosen a 100% cotton yarn that feels wonderful on my skin. It's not very stretchy, but, oh, it's a dream to work with . . . and did I mention how great it feels?
Even looking at the pile of skeins makes me happy! And do you notice the label? What could be more delicious than working with sugar and cream?
There will probably be some shrinkage . . . and I've added to the length and width of the original pattern so another trip to the store for more yarn is in the works . . . who knows how much this afghan will truly cost me in the end. But how do you price satisfaction . . . ?