Don't They Ever Stop Talking About Yarn?
Yes, the rumors are true. Barbara does sleep with the Patternworks catalog under her pillow.
And yes, that's Goldisox walking away from their car. Notice that they are the only people in the vicinity. Let's just say (in Barbara's excitement) they got there a wee bit early.
From Barbara to Dallas:
It's too much. A girl can hold out just so long before she loses her head and gives in to temptation.
I can stay away from eBay if I have to. I've even been good at controlling my Elann addiction lately. (If we don't discuss the huge stash of Micro Stretch, Micro Cable, Micro Everything I have hidden away.) (We don't count sock yarn, right?) And look at how I managed to push WEBS out of my mind (after buying up Tahki Cotton Classic for the Log Cabin I'm dying to start.) (That was August's knitting obsession. It's September now. Why haven't I cast on yet?) And Knit Picks and Woodland Woolworks and --
Anyway, the point is I'm trying to shop my stash and steer clear of fiber occasions of sin and I've been doing a pretty good job of it but as of right now all bets are off.
Did you SEE the new Patternworks Catalog? I mean, a new Patternworks catalog is always a moment of near-religious significance to me. (Remember the trip I made to the Source of All Things Beautiful two years ago?) (A wall, an entire wall of Koigu PPPM!) Maybe I could have resisted its lure. Maybe I just might have been able to flip through the pages, sigh longingly, and toss it into the recycle bin if I hadn't made the fatal mistake of checking out their new line of Patternworks yarn and I saw it.
Bretton. They named a sock yarn Bretton. My last name is Bretton and I am a sock knitting addict.
It's Karma, right? La forza del destino. The flying fickle finger of fibery fate.
Now I know how Lucy feels.
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From Dallas to Barbara:
If you're looking to me to preach yarn buying restraint, you're talking to the wrong girl. I just spent an entire afternoon rearranging one closet full of stash so that I could at least open the door without courting death by wool avalanche.
I'll see your yet-to-be-started Log Cabin and raise you five hat projects, eight unstarted sweaters, six tote bags that will someday be felted and I don't think I can count high enough for the scarves I've got planned. (Do not mention the sock yarn. Everyone knows sock yarn doesn't count as part of the stash.)
Remember how Patternworks forgot me last time? The only catalog I got was a spare that you sent me. After yesterday's close encounter with way too much yarn, I was half hoping they'd forget me again this time. The last thing I need is more tempation. Wouldn't you know, I got a catalog today and all I can say is 'Help!'.
The Jewel Sock Kit, the 50s V-neck sweater in alpaca silk Georgette, the Rowan Silk & Wool vest with nifty little lacy inserts and the Bretton yarn - how could I resist that? I'm hyperventilating just thinking about all the things I want. Never mind that I already have more projects than you can shake a knitting needle at - 18 started projects, for crying out loud!
I must learn to knit in my sleep. That's the only way I'll be able to get through even half of the projects I want to make.