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True Confessions

Posted on | May 21, 2007 | 14 Comments

Did any of you ever read those magazines?  I hate to admit it, but I did.  There were extenuating circumstances!  In junior high, my friends J and S and I would spent the night at J’s grandmother’s house out in the country (Tobinsport, Indiana).  J’s grandmother lived in a trailer next to the house (I still haven’t figured that one out) and we would stay in the house.  Alone.  Well, except for J and S’s boyfriends, who always managed to be out in the country at the same time.  So, while they were busy working on night moves, I was left to entertain myself.  Enter True Confessions magazine, which J’s grandmother had in abundance.  Hey, if I couldn’t experience it, I could read about it!

Anyway.  In anticipation of my mother’s upcoming visit (read:  cleaning like a woman possessed), I organized the yarn and fiber stash.  Oh. My. God.  I mean, I knew I had a lot, but it was sort of spaced out over the house, a couple of bins behind the bedroom door, a fiber bin in the computer room, yarn stashed in boxes and bags on bookshelves.  It didn’t seem like all that much. 

Until you put it together.  Want the details?

This is the bin of undyed wool.  I did not realize I had this much.  I need to spin some brown yarn!  This is mostly brown Border Leicester/Romney mix which is sooo soft and still has that great lanolin feel.

This is my smallish bin of undyed “luxury” fibers.  That’s a pound of soy silk on the left, unwashed alpaca from SAFF and the black at the bottom is the softest stuff I’ve ever felt – llama! 

This is my bin of dyed fibers, from luxury sock batts to Ashland Bay merino to silk hankies to fibers I’ve dyed.  This is my grab-it-and-go bin.

This is my handspun yarn bin.  I’m storing a couple of three WIPs in there, too.  This bin is not overflowing like the others, yay!

This bin is my sweater and lace yarns.  I have enough yarn in here for EIGHT sweaters!  Good grief!  This is not such a good thing, as I haven’t finished ONE sweater yet!  But, you know, if I lost my job and all the yarn stores went out of business, I’d have enough to keep me going awhile. 

And then there’s this.  The bottom drawer is sock yarn, the middle has some sock yarn and scarf yarns, and the top is a hodgepodge.  The box holds a cone of three-ply Shetland yarn (another sweater) and the large bobbin on top is more handspun.  It has a fat core, though, so it’s not as much as it looks like. 

I have to admit – I was shocked.  I’ve always felt a little deprived in the stash department, maybe even a little smug because I hadn’t let my “habit” get out of control, but now I think otherwise.  I think I’ve got some major knitting to do.  MAJOR KNITTING.  Whew.  Like, five or seven sweaters to knit before I even THINK about buying more yarn! 

However….I didn’t say anything about MAKING more yarn….  Since I’m buying a fleece on Wednesday, that’s a good thing! 

It’s insulation, right?  It makes me happy, right?  That’s good, right? 

Someone help me.  Please. 

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