Adventures in Yarnia

One of the things that I need to work on knitting and crocheting down my stash. Some of this is due to the fact that I am incapable of walking away from a bargain, like the original Peaches and Creme hiding under this crochet thread at the Dollar Store. Plus the thread itself in a box at the thrift store saying "save me". That perspective in itself leads to a stash that is in a word insane. Yarn and other crafty supplies (fabric I'm looking at you) is where my waste not want not attitude is a little too transparent. Generally speaking I am the anti-clutter. It makes me anxious, flustered and distracted. Distraction is not something I need assistance with. But when it comes to supplies to *make things* I am quite capable of becoming a hoarder. It doesn't help that when I first started all of these things I lived in interior Alaska so when there was something you loved you had to get it because there was no guarantee it would be there next time and there was no town to travel to nearby. Also at that time a lot of businesses charged a ridiculous amount to ship things there, if they would at all. Which I never understood. Prior to that period in my life I was more of a writer, I drew and made loads of hemp jewelry. Not a lot of room for clutter there.
Then you add the last year of appointments, school and generally feeling sick (thanks gallbladder so much for that) my craft room was a mess. It wasn't just a mess but it was a room I hated. I have spent zero time there in months. In fact I had signed up for Susan's Little Green Quilter UFO along with the best of intentions but just couldn't bring myself to go dig out my UFOs. That was a huge fail for me but it also helped me realize how much I needed to do. We bought the house over a year ago and I never really organized that room. I had plans to do it, plans to craft and even plans to start focusing on art again. Those plans are irrelevant when your craft room becomes a heap of unorganized things. The kind of room where you run in and dig out your stuff and run away. Personally I can not work in that chaos some of my best friends are brilliant artists who thrive in that but without a Karen Walker amount of outside help I am not capable and being a mom that Karen Walker lifestyle isn't going to happen.


So my gallbladder is out and I am done vomiting as a job. Mr. Bunny is seeing a great neurologist. Thing 1 is taking a break from track because of a fracture in her ankle (which does stink). I am in between semesters.

It's time to get it under control. So I have been. Painfully taking bad cell pictures at night with bad lighting. Cataloging every single bit of yarn I have and uploading it to Ravelry. I have some more acrylic to do and then I will be done. Then I can plan what to make. Make lists. Use my stuff. It may not be the most creative thing to do.


But it it enabling me to take my creativity back so I can create.

I need to create.

It is what keeps me sane.

So I start my adventures in Yarnia and will be working from stash. Knowing that waste not want not only counts when you are using what you love.