It was with a mixture of relief and sadness that I bound off my 'secret' Rhythm project last night - it is now getting ready for it's short hop over to the Netherlands, by which I mean it is damp and pinned to some blocking mats. I am left with the eternal dilemma of what to cast on. The "to make next" list, written on a whiteboard by my desk, includes:
- knitting up two things I've already swatched and planned in great detail,
- a cute little blog project for Christmas,
- finishing at least three half-written patterns (that need minimal work before testing can begin),
- the project I was swatching for when the Rhythm yarn arrived, and which has now evolved into something different with the addition of a few weeks of pondering
- making the crochet socks from Maria's Rock Those Socks make-along pattern
The bottom line is that I have enough to be getting on with for the foreseeable future.... but instead of being motivated to tick these things off my list I'm getting that feeling. You know the one? It's like a little voice, calling to me. Tempting me to forget everything except playing with pretty yarn and needles. I'm certain I can't be the only one who hears it's call and I'm pretty sure it's the precursor to a bout of startitis. Now that I think about it, another early sign was there a few weeks ago and I completely ignored it...
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| Half-knitted Manos del Uraguay sweater salvaged from the Charity shop (700g for £7!!) |
At half term, when the clocks were changing, there was what can only be described as manic stashing going on. I ordered various oddments of yarns "to try" (one was Malabrigo Rasta in Lluvia - the purpley-brown one) plus three sweater kits - I mean seriously, I hardly ever knit sweaters! I also salvaged a further sweater's worth of yarn from the charity shop. What was I thinking? (They were all an absolute steal, but still.... you get my point.)
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| Designette Sweater Knitting Kit, which was in the Amazon Daily Deal |
Looking at these photos, it became clear that I might be able to blame the season - they are all autumnal colours. Which gave me another thought... I checked back over my photo reel from around the same time and made a startling discovery:
Each of the 'nature' photos was taken at least a week before I made the related purchase, which leads me to believe that some kind of strange subconscious thing is going on. Have yarn fumes addled my brain so that I am hypnotised by nature and unable to resist the lure of seasonal yarns? (Have I *actually* been hypnotised without my knowledge?) I'm not yet sure about any of this, or the future implications (on my Instagram account or my stash...) but please tell me I'm not the only to be affected. Oh and don't alert my husband or he may just confiscate all the cameras!
Each of the 'nature' photos was taken at least a week before I made the related purchase, which leads me to believe that some kind of strange subconscious thing is going on. Have yarn fumes addled my brain so that I am hypnotised by nature and unable to resist the lure of seasonal yarns? (Have I *actually* been hypnotised without my knowledge?) I'm not yet sure about any of this, or the future implications (on my Instagram account or my stash...) but please tell me I'm not the only to be affected. Oh and don't alert my husband or he may just confiscate all the cameras!
My Knitting Life stretches back to the days when I could choose my yarn and 'lay it aside' at the local wool shop, to be bought a couple of balls at a time. The shop was a dear little place no larger than the room I now use as office/crafts ... and where I now store my stash with future projects, as yet undefined. Internet shopping is progress, yes? And as an autumn girl, I'm with you on seasonal colour hoarding ... squirrels do it, so why not us?
ReplyDeleteI remember my lovely nan (also called Shirley) doing exactly the same thing at the yarn shop when I was little, your comment brought back some lovely memories of that so thank you! And the squirrel analogy is perfect - you are absolutely right! :D
DeleteI'm lucky to still have a local yarn store to do my stashing. But that doesn't stop me perusing online for offers on yarns I really want to try. Autumn is always fatal for me because they are my favourite colours and Instagram definitely feeds the yarn monster inside me. I think it can be a good thing though sometimes. As craters we like to move out of our comfort zone and extend our skill set. Which feeds the mind further. Perhaps that is the cycle we all fall prey to :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm lucky to still have a local yarn store to do my stashing. But that doesn't stop me perusing online for offers on yarns I really want to try. Autumn is always fatal for me because they are my favourite colours and Instagram definitely feeds the yarn monster inside me. I think it can be a good thing though sometimes. As craters we like to move out of our comfort zone and extend our skill set. Which feeds the mind further. Perhaps that is the cycle we all fall prey to :-)
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