That was my plan, anyway. She didn’t like the skirt. For a year or so, it lived in a drawer with all five yards of the royal blue flamenco skirt – the one on which I sewed twenty-six trillion beads, each one knotted individually to avoid potential injuries from loose beads and slips in the event of a costume malfunction.
Not only did the colors of the crocheted skirt clash with the flamenco skirt, the fact that she had never worn the multi-colored one haunted me. I unraveled the skirt into one (seemingly) huge ball, not bothering to separate colors, threw caution (and taste) to the wind, and decided I would turn it into a table runner. Who knew the thread from a size zero mini skirt would barely make a place-mat? (Okay, so Monica Kennedy who teaches crochet classes probably would have known, but I didn’t.)
I used this under a plant for a while, and under my laptop when I sit at the dining room table. One day I over-watered the plant, discovered how absorbent the mini-skirt-turned-mini-table runner was, and decided to use it as a towel. Notice I have left the ends of my threads exposed to enable easy access. For now, this is a towel but it might become a doily or potholders in the future.
The title might also have been Resourcefulness 101. Just as the material yarn was multi-purpose, so has the word yarn been. Originally, I wrote this for a towel group on a writing site. The towel group no longer exists so I have no need to pretend this is a towel any longer. I admit that it hides scratches on the hutch that once belonged to my great-grandparents these days.
No doubt, I’ll find another use for both the yarn and the article in the next five years.