Stash Management Revisited
Now I'm not the most New Age-y girl you're likely to come across, but even I have to sit up and pay attention when the Universe whacks me upside the head three times with the same idea.
First THE Wendy announced her Knit From Your Stash 2007 pledge. Then Laura wrote about whipping (knitting?) her stash into shape. Then today Dallas and I talked about the same thing during a long (very long) (very wonderful) phone conversation.
See what I mean? The idea's out there and it isn't going away. When your stash has the half-life of uranium and will outlive even the most ambitious knitter by at least a dozen years, I say it's time to take stock and stop visiting the WEBS site on an almost-hourly basis.
I managed to fight my way into my yarn-clogged guest room, climbed over a mountain of Schachenmayer Stretch, elbowed past some Noro Implessions and shoved aside more Sirdar Highlander than I'm willing to admit owning and still couldn't find what I was looking for. Wherever the book was, it was buried in yarn of all weights, all colors, all possibilities. If I hadn't been laughing so hard, I might actually have felt a smidgen of shame. Covetousness, thy name is Knitter. I am the missing Collier sister, except instead of accumulating newspapers, I hoard yarn.
And, knitters, we are reaching critical mass. It was cute when only a closet or two were impacted but now we're threatening entire rooms, full basements, unsuspecting neighborhoods.
It's time to stop the madness!
I hereby pledge to knit from my stash and my stash alone for the next few months. (I can hear you laughing from here. Considering the fact I'm not knitting at all right now, this should be a breeze!) Maybe through June. Maybe through September. What, I ask you, is the point to all of this gorgeous yarn if I don't knit any of it?
I'm still searching for an answer . . .