I’ve been on a yarn diet for almost a year; I told myself I was developing stash, and I didn’t want stash. I have a tiny condo, I have no room for stash. And let’s face it: When you swear off acrylic and go for the good shit (oh merino silk blend, how I adore you!), your friendly neighborhood insurance adjuster will neither care nor allow – nor understand – why a drawerful of yarn should be added to your homeowners’ insurance coverage. He or she just will not get it. Trust me. I’ve been down that road.
So. No more new yarn until I finish up a few tasty projects, use up some yarny goodness, you know? Because we’ve all seen those photos – the ones that make us laugh nervously, and wonder if our closets will look like that in, oh, 5 months. I don’t want to be a hoarder.
Well, enter the FRAKKING USPS. Oh, that damn USPS. I got a swap going on the IVP, and my partner is overseas. Do you have any idea how expensive it is to send ONE FRAKKING SKEIN of malabrigo to a country across the pond (can’t say where, exactly, because it’s a secret swap). Let’s just say that, given the cost of shipping, I might as well have sent the skein to frakking Pluto. (Is that a planet again?)
Fortunately, there are etsy yarn artists in swappee’s country who are happy to wrap a gift and include a note. But now… now I have 1 skein of malabrigo.
And I can’t have just one skein of malabrigo. I mean, considering that every year I make myself a hat/scarf/mitten-or-gloves set… and I didn’t make one this year… That means that I’m now going to make a set in malabrigo. And one skein won’t be enough. And how could I be so crass, so vulgar as to even think of mixing malabrigo with anything else…
So now I’m going to the yarn store tomorrow to buy 2 more skeins. And I’ll feel guilty about it, and a little ashamed that I broke my yarn diet, but dammit, I have no choice. I HAVE NO CHOICE.
And I’m putting it under my Hanukkah Bush at home (which I named Charlie Brown), and I’ll open it on the 25th day of Hanukkah, and I’ll act all surprised and I’ll feel real happy because, in their typically confusing way, the yarn faeries have been good to me this year.
I understand comepletely. I had to buy some gorgeous alpaca and some nice sock yarn this weekend. The alpaca is going to be a gift for my mom in the form of a scarf. the sock yarn has a future as babette, she taunts me so.
That makes PERFECT sense to me!
You are so right. You have no choice. There’s really no other option.
Makes perfect sense to me. I have 4 large storage boxes with lots of wool in them that I am going to one day find the time to to do something with them.
Clearly, you have no choice!
And that’s why I try to find my supplies at Michael’s. They have no tempting blends (except for silly stuff), so I cannot buy. I do not go to yarn stores or I come away with giant cones of things…
I spent my afternoon sneezing as I unwound my almost completed sweater made of Aran wool because I didn’t have enough to finish. And it’s unlikely that a. I’ll be able to go to Ireland to get more or b. that they would have it since I bought it in 1998. Now I’ll have to find a more suitable pattern.
that makes perfect sense to me. it’s malabrigo! and you’ve been so good this year with your yarn diet. and your malabrigo skein needs friends, as well as the potential to be something more than a pair of fetchings.