Sometimes I crochet. Every once in a while I utilize the little free time that I have and do something relatively productive. I could have spent the 8+ hours (who am I kidding, more like 10+) cleaning and scrubbing down the apartment. Instead, I crocheted. The end result, 4 yarn spools later is the prettiest and warmest scarf I’ve ever owned. I was indeed quite proud of my handwork and felt selfish for devoting such hours to something that I’d be keeping for myself. Thus, I’ve knit a scarf for one of my best friend’s and am currently working on one for another bf.