. . .but I'm on this weird knitting kick recently. I have this incredible stash of yarn and thread that I've collected over the past mumble-something years and I've decided since I'm low on $$ right now that I might as well start using it. I find that I start knitting something -- a scarf, a shawl, a dishcloth -- get about 10-20-30 rows into it and decide I don't like it. Maybe the needle size is wrong for that yarn or I really don't like the color or something. So I frog it. RIPP-IT, RIPP-IT, RIPP-IT! So now I have several skeins of yarn all undone because I frogged whatever it was I thought I was going to knit. And this is following the pattern instructions! GRRRR!
On a happier thought, I requested on July 16th an invitation to Ravelry, the knit and crochet community people keep talking about. At this point there are only 374 people in line before me and 2243 people behind me. Since the "before me" number hasn't changed since Friday afternoon I'm hoping that my invitation will come later on today, tomorrow at the latest.
In the meantime, I've been cleaning house in between working on my grad courses. It's amazing what all I'm finding stashed here in boxes all over the house. I found 3 more bags full of yarn in the master bedroom closet as well as a large plastic sweater box cram full of crocheted doilies and granny squares in all different colors I had made almost 10 years ago. And those were just the things I could get my hands on easily. There are two rows of boxes stacked about 4-5 high in that closet as well as what's up on the shelf overhead.
I keep thinking if I could just get all these UFOs in project bags I could just pick up the next project bag on the way out the door and run with it until I finished that project. Then I could go on to the next one. Yeah, right. Who am I fooling more -- me or you? I have so many UFOs right now I'm NEVER going to be able to die.
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