Nov 7

Oh, the shame

Posted by Nanc

We are getting ready to move to a house. (Yay!) And although I usually “enjoy” the packing process and the chance to de-clutter, this will be the first time having to move a stash. (Of yarn, silly!) And not only yarn, but fabrics too.

See, I’ve only recently taken up knitting, sewing, and quilting these past 2 1/2 years. So my stashes have been static (growing, but never moving). In the attempt to organize as I go, I did something crazy. I laid out my all my yarn on my bed. For all (Matt) to see.

Now, before you click to see the pictures, let me warn you (and perhaps chase off a few oglers and rubber-neckers out there) – there’s a lot. To get a better understanding, all this yarn fit nicely into two 30 gallon tubs. 2 THIRTY gallon Rubbermaid-ish totes! Two hundred and twenty-seven liters of yarn! 227. You’ve been warned.


As I started laying out my yarn from my three or, um… seven storage places, Marie PussPuss jumped up on the bed and declared herself queen of all the land (or at least the bed).

I tried to organize the yarn as I went; UFOs on the left, wool up by the pillows. The kitchen cotton and CottonEase® grouped together on the right. Bags and bags of multiple skeins of the same yarn placed around the outer defenses. And the seemingly endless amounts of single skeins and novelty yarns wherever they fit.

I seem to like Lion Brand®, although there are some pricier yarns invading the territories. (See how Marie cuddles up to the Noro in the first pic.) Most of the large batches of yarn (in the bags at the foot of the bed) are some of the rumored riches from Pamelalala-land. Others are from v. good sales at Hobby Lobby and the like.

Marie just dares you to comment on the yarn stash. Got somethin’ to say, buster? I didn’t think so. Now she dismisses you.

Okay, to make matters worse I was the the Woolie Ewe this weekend and did the unthinkable. Yep, bought more yarn. I wasn’t planning on it, really. But how can you go to the Ewe and NOT buy something?

I wandered around a bit, touching all the fibers and chatting w/ Chris, Angi, and Aubyn (hiya, gals!). I did pick up a few balls of Reynolds Cantata from the clearance section. (Mmmm – I heart their clearance section.) I didn’t really feel the inspiration until I found a cute, cable sweater pattern for my nephew. Then I picked some Plymouth Encore Colorspun in a great red color with shots of other colors running through it. Nothing as crazy as a variegated yarn, just a bit jazzy.

To everyone so kind as to ask after Mrs. Slocomb, thank you. She is doing much better and is back to her hating ways. (That’s the best sign of health for her.)

4 Responses to “Oh, the shame”

  1. Pamelalala Says:

    How much would I have to pay just to roll around in all that yarn??
    Yeah for Mrs Slocomb!

  2. Petra Says:

    You are a very brave girl to show your stash like that. I have yarn I don’t even know about, let alone let my hubby see it!

  3. Michelle Says:

    Heavenly! Oh, to be Marie PussPuss for a few hours of napping in the midst of fluffy goodness.

  4. Lara Says:

    Wow – just looking at all that yarn makes me warm and fuzzy – well, wait, that sounds kinda sick. I keep finding yarn under my bed – I don’t even know how it gets there, but every time I find something, it’s like winning the lottery – but on a much smaller scale. Yay for bearing all in your stash pics – you’re a brave soul Nanc Brown;) Hope the moving day goes by fast and smoothly on Sat!

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