Yarn Stash Bash
Steeling myself, emotionally prepared, I dragged out my yarn stash today. And I may even have cried a little. How far we have fallen, dear yarn stash.
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
A period of straitened domestic economics - screw the fancy talk, we were broke - meant that like it or not, I was stashbusting. I didn’t mind, actually: instead of buying yarn for projects, I was forced to be be creative in combinations. For the kind of lazy knitter/impatient crocheter/mediocre weaver that I am, I worked a lot harder when I had to think instead of just shop. But after a few years of not buying yarn, my once-glorious yarn stash looks like it’s been ravaged by yarn locusts.
Even my husband pitied it, laid out on the living room carpet. And he fears the yarn stash. It was now so sad, even he could not triumph over it.
The last gasp of Giulia’s yarn stash:
- A large pile of 100% acrylic I don’t remember buying. I haven’t used 100% acrylic in industrial quantities for years, so this must be left over from my university days. These will be known to historians as the Acrylic Age.
- Two ounces of a mysterious fluffy white fibre that had no label when I got it and still bears the scars of a spectacular burn test. I don’t recall learning anything from my burn test, except that I shouldn’t do burn tests anymore.
- One skein of candy-red Australian merino that looks good enough to eat. I have never used it, and I don’t know why, although since my first reaction when I found it was to nuzzle it, I can guess. I’ll probably be nuzzling it for the next thirty years.
- Nine (nine!) balls of Purple Monster. It’s Filtes King Kilim: part wool, part acrylic, part alpaca, all Monster. I bought fourteen balls on a whim at an extreme discount and am surprised to discover I’ve managed to use up as much of it as I seem to have. (I fully expect to find more Purple Monster in dark corners; watch this space for Monster Updates.) I don’t know what I’ll ever do with it. I didn’t when I bought it. It was one of those Last Puppy In The Shop moments. I have reconciled myself to having the Purple Monster in my yarn stash until the end of time.

And that’s it.
So now I’m planning the winter fibre arts season. The acrylic is slated for Share a Square, where it will do a world of good once I get it grannied up. The mohair will get nuzzled. The Purple Monster will lurk. And I, for the first time in years, will go yarn shopping.
Hurrah!
acrylic alpaca merino woolPopularity: 14% [?]
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