Life's a Stitch

Thank you for your words of parental encouragement. Mari arrived safely in Sydney, the dresser made it home, and the adventures continue.

While I'm transferring yarn to the stress purchase of my last post, Chuck shakes his head. "It's not going to do it, is it?" Telling the truth, I admit it. One drawer each for laceweight, sportweight, DK and worsted is not enough. I have more than enough gifts in waiting, notions, needle sets and pattens to stuff the shelves.

Fessing up's not a bad thing, though. I seem to remember that from my Catholic upbringing. It clears the conscience, let's you start afresh, giving you perspective on your behaviour. Let me share some of my enlightenment:

1. Although I have only knit two pairs of socks I have enough yarn for 18. Good thing I use sock yarn for other items.

2. My laceweight drawerful is my favourite, followed by the sportweight. Lots of handpainted goodness.

3. Looking at some of my yarn I wonder what possessed me. Even at 75% off, it's not a bargain if you don't like it.

4. To the contrary, there are yarns, no longer available, that should have been purchased in larger quantities. I have enough for only three complete sweaters, but dozens of scarves.

5. A rigid heddle loom can turn ugly yarn into a thing of beauty. Phew.

6. The road to hell is paved with good intentions. There's yarn in my collection bought for chemo turbans and preemie hats that isn't doing anyone any good. I see a positive penance happening here.

7. In clearing space from my bookcase to make room for knitting books, I realize I have more than I could ever read in this lifetime. I have a hard time doing two things at once and generally, I can only accomplish eight pages or so while eating lunch or on the treadmill. My singular focus time is reserved for knitting. A box is packed to go to the florist who sells used books as a fund raiser for her church. Her shop is located on the same block as a good yarn shop Uh-oh.

My current project, not yet complete, but progressing: