I came home in a fury today. I've been finishing up projects behind the scenes (details soon), and I've hit a roadblock on what to start next.
Thing is, something of a stash is holding everything in limbo. Honestly, I can't do it. I can't buy more yarn, I can't, I can't, I can't. I won't. You'd think it would be freeing to have loads of yarn, but if you ask me, it's an absolute burden.
It's everywhere, and most of it has no purpose at all. I find it stifling to have this much yarn, and even more bothersome trying to come up with what to do with it.
So, in a fury of stash frustration today, I walked in the door and went straight to every basket, box and drawer in the house. I dumped everything out on the dining room table and divided yarn out into assigned projects, a charity pile, and odds and ends.
But before I get to the fun projects, this one or two balls business has got to go. Every last bit of the odds and ends went into this basket. No more nicely arranged, carefully packaged and stored with coordinating weights and colours. Nope. Organized and out of sight - no more!
I mean business, this has got to end. This basket is going to sit and stare me in the face, right there on my coffee table (sorry, Rob) until I figure out what to do with it. And if it sits there forever?
It won't.
