I think many of us crocheters were born to be flirters, don't you?
The word flirt has an unknown origin, but first appeared in use somewhere around 1580; this is based upon the Merriam-Webster dictionary. It means to come close to or to reach towards with interest.
And this is how I am ... one who tends to come close [in finishing a crochet project] when I suddenly decide I want to reach towards something new, perhaps even, dare I say?, dangerous![such starting a new project]. I'm like a moth to a flame, baby! LOL
No matter how hard I fight the flirting urge, eventually I can't help myself and succumb. And for that I'm blaming my DNA.
And so, it has happened again. There I was yesterday, perfectly content on working on my Cotton Candy project. I am so close to finishing it I can taste it! When wham-o! At our HHCC monthly meeting yesterday Nancy shows me some antique pattern books in the HHCC's library when I see these -- I instantly want to crochet up a pair. They're called, "Flirtation Walk" Sandals. They're just so cute; with or without the little yarn dolls on them!
When I returned home from the meeting I immediately went to my stash and pulled out three balls of soft merino yarn to start the new project in the colors of black, white and plum. Then I looked at the pattern and realised there is no sizing information or gauge provided. In those days crocheters were mind readers; they knew what hook to use, and what the gauge was merely by placing the pattern book up to their foreheads. Or so I'm guessing that's how they did it.
Maybe it's best I return to my Cotton Candy project and finish it. You know, rather than flirting with possible disaster?