Today's Random Really Important Things:
1. Some clever beasties over on Ravelry have decided to test whether I have invented the wheel or not! They are going to knit my new "Dogwood" sock pattern together, beginning on June 1. In case you missed it, I recently discovered the magic of the toe-up sock. Even though everybody else in the whole world already knows how fabulous toe-up socks are, I went ahead and posted about how much I love them and how they have changed my thoughts about socks forever. I made mine with gussets and heel flaps, just to see if I could do it. I could, and so can anybody. If you've never tried a toe-up sock before, give it a whirl. If you have, smile indulgently at the rest of us, and make a pair of these, too. The KAL thread is HERE, and the pattern is HERE.
2. Gentle Reader Nancy G. is the randomly-chosen winner of a shiny new autographed copy of my new book! Thank you to all who entered, and stay tuned for another chance. Thanks for telling me a story!
3. I work from home. Specifically, I work from my desk in the foyer, and a chair in my living room. The living room, even if it were totally empty, would only measure 12' x 14'. That's not a big space when filled with 3 bookcases, 2 overstuffed armchairs, a full-size sofa, 2 end-tables and a coffee table. Oh, and there's also a console table that holds all my winding equipment, in addition to a spinning wheel and its chair.
Last week, I started to feel like the walls were closing in on me. It was a truly claustrophobic episode, so intense that even knitting could not help me deny the problem. A wild fit of Tidy-up-etude took over. Before my family knew what hit them, I had gutted the living room, rearranged the furniture, washed all the slipcovers, hung different draperies, and reorganized the entire family book collection. Well, the entire ground-floor book collection:
Campbell was my right-hand man, and Paisley supervised:
And while I was doing that, I began to understand the real problem: THE STASH has been reproducing. I emptied no fewer than 15 project bags, baskets, and other containers (there may have been a half-knit sock in a tuna can. I deny all knowledge). I jettisoned an uncountable number of ill-conceived notions, returning them to the wild to be with their own kind. I hooked up the ballwinder to 3 failures, recycling the yarn for another day. It was SO cathartic. Here's the new Work In Progress strategy:
Here's the spinning fiber. Hmmmmm...where did all the negative space in my living room go?
Who has this much fiber in baskets in the living room? Sicko-Weirdy-String-Playing Freaks, that's who. And my family, God bless them, never even noticed. I'm taking their pulses later.
Looky! I made a cozy Spinning Nook:
And here's where you come in: If you have the guts, tell me where your Stash lives. Hangar? Bins? Boxes? Tuna Cans?. I need to know your solution, Friends. Where do you keep it all, and can I do the same? If you don't give me some ideas soon, the bathtub and the oven are next. Help a girl out won't you?