So I was messing around with the Monster this afternoon, and I realized something.

The damned thing isn’t ever going to be finished.

Seriously.

I’ll tell you why, too: it’s because in the intervening ten years, I’ve changed too much. I still love the colors, but the way I crochet is totally different now. I don’t have desire enough, or patience enough, to go through the excruciating work of trying to match my former gauge (way too tight), of putting all of those little squares together (or adding on to them), and trying to force the thing to do what I think it should do now, instead of what I’d intended to do then.

I’m going to keep the remaining yarn and find another project for it. That I’m sure of. What to do with the panels I haven’t taken apart? Pillows, maybe? And I have 73 finished squares and some partially finished ones. I’m not sure whether to try to turn those into something else or just re-home them. Anyone interested in 73 tiny granny squares?

(This is the project I’m talking about. Some of those panels have been taken apart now.)

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