Oh, you guys thought I was exaggerating about the stash enhancement? A little coloring of facts, perhaps, or poetic license?
I would be embarrassed, except that ohmygah-ohmygah-ohmygah…it’s yarn!!!
And I’m thinking maybe I’ll just leave it right here on the bed. Because what we’ve got here is mostly super-fine Merino, with some cashmere blend and a little alpaca and a lot of Lisa’s beautiful sock yarns…two kinds this year…one the good old Sock!, and the other a new-to-me-anyway BFL (Bluefaced Leicester). It’s a slightly finer gauge than the Sock!, and has the feel of a yarn that is going to be a great combination of soft but hard-wearing.
What’s kind of funny is, as I was unloading all of it and going, and I’m gonna make THAT out of THIS and THIS outta that and OH YEAH, that’s gonna be etc. etc. etc.…I suddenly realized that…this year's haul…and may I remind the Gentle Readers that I went out the door Friday morning saying, “No sock yarn! No laceweight! For carp’s sake, get some good old fashioned worsted, some DK, some sportweight, some nice thick stuff!!!”…
99% of all this is fingering.
ALSO, I still suffer from that short term memory loss problem. After finally finishing the VIP sweater, I was swooning on the couch, fanning myself and gasping, “Never again! Never will I subject myself to knitting a whole adult-sized sweater in fingering weight yarn! I choose life! LIFE, I TELL YOU! I CHOSE IT!”
Fast forward about three seconds, and I am enthusiastically pulling bag after bag of fingering weight yarn out of the box going, “Ooooooooh, yes! And this is going to be a cunning little Fair Isle sweater in two tones of gray – super-fine gauge of course as this is fingering weight yarn! And these? TWO adult sweaters, one that is mostly rust with some brown and the other that is mostly brown with some rust! In super-fine gauge because oh look, more fingering weight! And eeeeeeeee! Four kids sweaters that are sort of match-y but also different because there are five different coordinating fingering weight yarns, see?!”
Plus about fourteen pairs of socks. Some assembly required.
…and seriously? I’m…really not sure…where I’m going to, you know…put all this. I’ve kind of overstuffed my available storage areas and Space Bags can only do so much…
…maybe I could convince the husband that this is the latest trend in bedding? The ultra rustic (by which I mean ‘still in raw material form’) “look”?
(Dear $DEITY please let me get about 62,000 times faster as a knitter, amen.)
(p.s. thank you for sending me a husband who thinks my yarn addiction is ‘cute’ and loves hand knit socks and reacts to large boxes of yarn by yelling, “DIBS!!!” and putting in orders for sweaters and stuff instead of, you know, having me committed to a sanatorium or something, amen)