I came home from work today, intent on tidying up the house in preparation for company on the weekend*. I started upstairs where I ripped the sheets off the spare room bed, vacuumed, and dusted. After I had thrown the laundry into the washing machine, I decided to save some of the work for tomorrow night. I walked into the living room to tidy up my knitting basket in preparation for knitting up a pair of mittens for my niece (ones that should have been done two weeks ago) and now?!?!?
Please imagine, a high pitched panicky voice describing this next little scene. You're not panicked. No, no. The panic would be mine, because that is exactly how it makes me feel.
NOW????? NOW THERE IS YARN ALL OVER THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR.
THERE ARE ZIPLOC BAGS EVERYWHERE. They are all empty and vaguely resemble innocence forever lost, FOREVER, I SAY!
Parts of the stash have been segregated from other parts of the stash.
Words have been uttered. Harsh words (and phrases) like:
"Sell" and "Give away"
And the worst part is that I have meant those words.
Some balls of yarn are crying in corners all by themselves. Others are clinging to each other, hoping that they don't get separated.
It's an ugly, ugly scene. When Mauve isn't sobbing on his shoulders, Henry is snapping photos with his camera phone.
I have tried to have mercy, but I am feeling overwhelmed by it all. I'm afraid, if I keep the stash out like this much longer that I might end up casting on for multiple new projects. That cannot happen.
DO YOU HEAR ME, LITTLE BALLS OF YARN? YOU WILL NOT BECOME NEW PROJECTS TONIGHT!!!
END SCENE
I have a large bag of yarn which is going to my Grandmother. She knits faster than me and she often knits for charity. She will know what to do with it, I'm sure.
I have a put together several new "Project" bags. These are projects which I intend to knit over the next few months, some will be started sooner than others.
1. Sweater yarn (Briggs and Little): FOR ME!
2. Harry Potter Scarf: For the other nephew for Christmas 2007.
3. A Mr. Moe Toque for a certain deprived blogger.
And then I have the following projects on the needles:
1. Elfine socks for me: The first sock is almost done.
2. Opal 6-ply socks for Mr. happy: The 2nd sock is about three rows away from the heel.
3. Felted Clogs: I started these for my eldest niece for Christmas, but discovered she was getting a pair of slippers from her grandmother. I don't know which way to go with this project. Do I rip it out and use the yarn for something else? I don't need felted clogs. Does someone out there want a pair of Kiwi coloured slippers? I made the smallest ladies size (6). If someone wants to knit something for me, I might be interested in a trade.
4. A knitted friend for my cousin Jake (ED! just doesn't want to come to life - he's halfway there, but I lack the inspiration to finish him).
5. A Natty Hat and Scarf set for my SIL: The hat is done. The scarf is 1/4 done.
6. Euroflax handtowel
7. Malabrigo Toque: For the VG.
Ok, that's a little embarrassing. I think I need to go yell at the yarn some more.
Please imagine, a high pitched panicky voice describing this next little scene. You're not panicked. No, no. The panic would be mine, because that is exactly how it makes me feel.
NOW????? NOW THERE IS YARN ALL OVER THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR.
THERE ARE ZIPLOC BAGS EVERYWHERE. They are all empty and vaguely resemble innocence forever lost, FOREVER, I SAY!
Parts of the stash have been segregated from other parts of the stash.
Words have been uttered. Harsh words (and phrases) like:
"Sell" and "Give away"
And the worst part is that I have meant those words.
Some balls of yarn are crying in corners all by themselves. Others are clinging to each other, hoping that they don't get separated.
It's an ugly, ugly scene. When Mauve isn't sobbing on his shoulders, Henry is snapping photos with his camera phone.
I have tried to have mercy, but I am feeling overwhelmed by it all. I'm afraid, if I keep the stash out like this much longer that I might end up casting on for multiple new projects. That cannot happen.
DO YOU HEAR ME, LITTLE BALLS OF YARN? YOU WILL NOT BECOME NEW PROJECTS TONIGHT!!!
END SCENE
I have a large bag of yarn which is going to my Grandmother. She knits faster than me and she often knits for charity. She will know what to do with it, I'm sure.
I have a put together several new "Project" bags. These are projects which I intend to knit over the next few months, some will be started sooner than others.
1. Sweater yarn (Briggs and Little): FOR ME!
2. Harry Potter Scarf: For the other nephew for Christmas 2007.
3. A Mr. Moe Toque for a certain deprived blogger.
And then I have the following projects on the needles:
1. Elfine socks for me: The first sock is almost done.
2. Opal 6-ply socks for Mr. happy: The 2nd sock is about three rows away from the heel.
3. Felted Clogs: I started these for my eldest niece for Christmas, but discovered she was getting a pair of slippers from her grandmother. I don't know which way to go with this project. Do I rip it out and use the yarn for something else? I don't need felted clogs. Does someone out there want a pair of Kiwi coloured slippers? I made the smallest ladies size (6). If someone wants to knit something for me, I might be interested in a trade.
4. A knitted friend for my cousin Jake (ED! just doesn't want to come to life - he's halfway there, but I lack the inspiration to finish him).
5. A Natty Hat and Scarf set for my SIL: The hat is done. The scarf is 1/4 done.
6. Euroflax handtowel
7. Malabrigo Toque: For the VG.
Ok, that's a little embarrassing. I think I need to go yell at the yarn some more.
I'm here for support, we can hold each other up. There's a few balls in my stash that may end up in a trade and they're shivering at the back of the basket.
ReplyDeleteSo, I don't check my bloglines for 12 hours - there are now TWO posts on your blog. I cannot keep up.
ReplyDeleteWow - you were very brave to dive into the stash. I'm thinking of burning my brown briggs and little. You'll see why when I post in a few minutes....
Wooo! Let's hear it for charity cases. I promise, I shall do an extensive pictorial on the goods (if you don't do one first).
ReplyDeleteI envy you your large stash...most of mine is crap acrylic and not worthy of trade.
ReplyDeleteDoes yelling at the yarn help? I'd watch that Henry with the camera phone...does it also take video? Because you'd hate to be embarassed on YouTube...