I’ve been crocheting on and off almost all my life, as a little kid I’d sit and watch my mother crochet.

Mom would make beautiful afghans for family and friends, so that inspired me to want to do it too when I was 10-11 years old, so I asked her to teach me how, that then made for a funny story: my mom had me stand beside her and she said to do exactly as she did, then she put a crochet hook in my hand, and then indicated how to hold the yarn in my other hand, but I just couldn’t get it right for some reason, it was awkward as hell, seemed like 20 to 30 minutes in and I’m still struggling to get the hook right in one hand and the yarn held correctly in the other, and I’m super concentrating because I really-really want to learn this, that’s when she says to wait a minute, then she bursts out laughing, and then gasps out loud: “I forgot! You’re left handed!” Me being a kid even I didn’t think to question any of it, heh!

I’m, I feel, really good at looking at a piece and figuring out the stitch if it’s not too obscure, and also how to adapt something without a pattern to then make on my own. And I’m patient so don’t mind ripping the hell out of something a hundred thousand times if that’s what it takes.

Eventually I may dive into tapestry crocheting. Maybe but IDK? Right now, I have so so so much stuff to finish doing, and also making for others, but I’m content with all that.