While it's beautiful and glorious and sleeping in a real bed makes me feel like a bona fide grown-up (as opposed to a college student sleeping on a cot), after it was delivered I was horrified to discover that I could no longer fit my bins o' stash under the bed.
Sure, I could fit a few bins on the top shelf of the closet (plenty of room on Phil's side, heh), but the bulk of the stash was now exposed, and I was in a jam to find a solution, STAT. Why?
- It's important to try to minimize your non-knitting partner's exposure to the stash. For some reason I can't adequately explain, turns out they don't get all weak in the knees like
normal peopleknitters do when faced with that much yarn. Quite the contrary, in fact. They think - get this, you'll crack up - they think we have too much.
- Knitter exposure to the stash should also be controlled, if only because we DO get all weak in the knees when we see all that yarn. We remember when we fell in love with such and such a skein, what projects we had in mind for them. When exposed to the bulk of the stash, it's very difficult for a knitter to snap out of it and remember the other stuff they have to do - like go to work.
- Further to item 1 - and this is where it gets really weird - after repeated and prolonged exposure to the non-knitters'
crazy talkconcerns, the knitter might also start to question whether he/she really DOES have too much yarn. This is a falsehood which must be avoided at all costs. That way lies madness, failed yarn diets, and - if it isn't caught in time - exponential stash enhancement.
Now, it turns out most of our clothes fit into one chest, which left a second chest pretty much
Trouble is I've got 3 drawers full. I don't know about you, but I've got this crazy urge to cast on for a pair of socks...
Happy Knitting Everyone!