I think I may have gone just slightly 'round the bend.
See, I find myself browsing patterns and FOs on Ravelry, looking at things tagged "afghan" and "blanket." And wanting very badly to make them.
Forget about the Hexaghan, forget about the tesselating fish afghan that I'm already working on--I'm speeding through Abby's afghan and I'm apparently on the lookout for my next large-scale, colorful, end-weaving-intensive project. A ripple afghan with 1-row stripes? Lovely. 10 billion teeny, tiny granny squares? Count me in! The insane world map afghan? Abso-freaking-lutely.
I have no idea what's wrong with me. I find myself fascinated, enchanted by the pretty colors and the many different patterns and the prospect of having heaps of afghans all over my house.
It might be an autumn thing.
Someone please talk some sense into me!