I have stash. Much stash. Tucked away in a few places, popping out of a few corners, randomly appearing as if from nowhere.
Last door on the left...
The mudroom. And the yarn room.
Yarn lives here. Yarn up top:
And yarn below.
This is the storage area, where I attempt to delude myself with statements like, "I don't have that much!" Stuff lives here when it's not even reached the swatching stage. This is the overstock of my world.
I'm cutting myself off from access to the stash room.
My new goal is to use up the yarns that I have in the other hiding places of my house. In my family room is my favourite knitting chair, my brown leather recliner.
But there's a secret next to the chair. My WIP buckets!
and they're loaded. Always.
Next to the computer is another basket, for yarns that have been frogged, swatched, or just brought out for photography.
There's yarn in them there baskets, and it's going to be used first!
After today (and yes, I raided it yesterday), the stash room is officially off limits. The one exception is to grab the final ball for my socks in progress. Other than that, it's family room yarn only.
Until I change my mind.
Well, I have mine all in one place, but that makes it a lot more overwhelming. In fact, I'm in the process of destashing a bit if it.
Posted by: turtlegirl76 | February 10, 2008 at 09:01 AM
Now that's a stash to be admired
Posted by: Carol | February 10, 2008 at 09:39 AM
Good luck with that...if it helps, consider it the "staging area" instead of "stash room"...after all, it's just yarn waiting to be invited to the living room.
Posted by: Bobbi | February 10, 2008 at 10:50 AM
I'm trying to finish up some things that hae been kicking around for a while. While casting on for a new tank top....
Posted by: Carol | February 10, 2008 at 12:15 PM
I think I'm going to have to cut myself off from my knitting needles. They get me into trouble... asking for new projects and new yarn. They're belligerent and snobbish - no project is good enough for them; they want more...
Stupid knitting needles.
Posted by: Steph VW | February 10, 2008 at 12:42 PM
"Until I change my mind." I love that. Pretty much how it is with all decisions I make.
Posted by: Beverly | February 10, 2008 at 08:07 PM
I am really committed to using my stash yarn this year. Really. (I'm a bit broke right now so its a good thing I bought all that yarn over the past few years, yes? Whew.)
I can't remember which house is yours on the street that shall not be named on the internets. I have it in my head that you live in the Fishers' old house. Or do they still live there and you live in another one?
Posted by: Terra | February 11, 2008 at 07:35 AM
Good luck brave knitter. You venture where so many fear to tread.
Posted by: Valerie | February 11, 2008 at 06:22 PM
That is not that much. Trust me. This is from someone who just moved to the UK and brought only one closet of yarn with.
We will not speak of how much is in containers and cupboards and baskets and on shelves and in the attic of our house in Germany.
Any thing you knit out of a basket lets you replace it from stash....
Posted by: Holly | February 15, 2008 at 07:15 AM