Thank heaven for lunchtime knitting. At least I get that. Its just sock knitting and I am not really deeply connected to the colours or the yarn of it. But it is something. It is also the only thing that I am working on right now that doesn't have a problem. I will appreciate this plane jane sock for that.
I have 2 days to play this weekend (one to work this long weekend) and I do mean to play. I intend to go through my sock yarn with a fine tooth comb. There is a lot of the yarn that I bought for Mr. Needles socks and some of it isn't something I would use for myself. time to sort that out.
Then there is yarn that I like, but that I know will not stand up to my rigourous, and lazy, washer and dryer demands for socks. If I won't use it for socks, and I don't think I would use it for mittens or other small projects, the it is out.
Then there is the class best described as the 'what the heck was I thinking' class of sock yarn. That doesn't mean it isn't good yarn, its just not a fabric or type of blend I really want to work with. I am certain I had a reason for it, but if I can''t remember it...
I think this must be a stage of stash. It is certainly a stage of the life I am living too. I think it is the stage which might be called the ' if I won't enjoy working with it, why the heck do I have it' stage. Or maybe it isn't a stage, just a fact of a tiny house.
Anyway that is the plan for the weekend and I can't wait! I love playing in piles of yarn. I love being reminded of the yumminess of yarn, of the lovely things that lurk inside boxes and storage containers.
Sock yarn is a small thing in the grand scheme of life, but socks are big and good socks out of good yarns is the goal.