Welcome to my yarn woes

Well, I would like to start out by saying,"Welcome to my first blog!" I spent many an hour agonizing over what I would talk about for the first time. I thought that it should be something monumental or amazingly important in the knitting/crocheting world. But I've got nothin', so I'm gonna wing it. I have a confession. And they say that confession is good for the soul. Are you ready? Get out your pitchforks, serious knitters. And hold on to something.

I have acrylic yarn. Gasp. Horrors. I know. I am ashamed even to type it. In my defense, most of it is left from my fledgling days as a crocheter. And no matter how quickly I go, I can't seem to get rid of it. Where is it coming from?! I mean, honestly, it's horrific! I go to Ravelry and all of these fantastic blogs from all of these enviable knitters and designers that I want to be in my wildest dreams, and they use words like Debbie Bliss cashmerino, Becoming Art, Handmaiden Lady Godiva, Malabrigo. I salivate. But then I look online and $30 for a skein of yarn?! Holy crap! I haven't had a job in a year and a half, and my husband finally found a part time job. I don't think so.

So, with a resigned sigh, I look at my stash. From the good old days when I had money and a good credit rating, I do have a lot of great yarn. But then I see the acrylic. What to do? I don't want to use the good stuff until I get rid of the crappy stuff. But every time I look at it I cringe, and I am convinced that at night, it breeds and makes yarn ball babies! Have you ever seen Star Trek's "The Trouble With Tribbles"? I tried to explain the problem to my lovely hubby, Andrew. He is a waste not, want not kind of guy. He just does not get it. I propose that I could give it to charity. He says,"Nuh uh." Bonfire. "Definitely not."

I wait. And wait. And wait. I keep hoping that some divinely inspired idea will come to me. No such luck. Finally it becomes apparent that we may need to move and we don't have the time, energy, or manpower to have a garage sale. So we decide to bag up all of our unused stuff and give it to charity. Less stuff to move and a tax deduction to boot. I found a charity that accepts yarn. So I bravely told my hubby that any and all yarn that is not attached to a project will go. He protested meekly at first, and then relented. Triumph!

Now, does that mean that all of the acrylic is gone? No. In fact, I am waiting for my hairdresser to give me back the pattern book that goes with a couple of the projects. If she doesn't, then that yarn is gone too. But we must celebrate even the little victories in our knitting lives, no matter how small they are. Isn't that crafty, too?

P.S. Let me know any ideas you may have on how you may have gotten rid of your stash. I would also like to thank Alana from never not knitting for her friendship, ideas, and support! Please follow her at:http://nevernotknitting@blogspot.com