Friday, March 16, 2007
Tell me honestly
Tell me honestly...is this unreasonable?
This is (most of) the stash. It is all contained in one small closet, on two ordinary-sized bookcases. The sock yarn fills that one top shelf to the left. The bottom shelf to the right is project purgatory, for those projects that just aren't heading in the right direction and need some time to think about what they've done. That leaves only...four shelves of "real" yarn--you know, the kind you buy in bulk to make sweaters that somehow don't get started, or the kind you buy because it's on sale and it's got to work for something, or the kind that you buy because you're just in love, and you know the perfect project will come along? Four smallish shelves--that's it. That's not unreasonable, right?
Then can somebody please explain that to my husband, my kids, my brother, my mom, and my next-door neighbor?
My husband's reaction (when he inadvertently discovered the stash, hidden away in the guest room closet, which he had not opened even once in eight years in this house): "Holy *#&@! How much did all that cost?!"
My kids' reaction: "OH! Wow, look at all that yarn! You're gonna die before you can knit all that!" (They are young. I'm sure I look close to death to them.)
My brother's reaction (after spending four months living in that guest room): "Hey, did you know that closet is entirely lined in YARN?!"
My mom's reaction: [Head shaking and pressed lips. Like maybe I need a serious talking to, but she's keeping her mouth shut, because I'm an adult and if I want to squander my children's college fund on yarn...well, so be it.]
My neighbor's reaction: "And you think I'm unstable?! I think it's time we had a little talk."
I just don't get it. I mean, would you ask Michaelangelo why he needs so damn many paints?