I’m sitting here, still in my pajamas sipping on a cup of stove top espresso, a little classical music streaming from the Amazon contraption, and contemplating life.
Okay, maybe not life, but there’s quite a bit bouncing around in the ol’ grey matter. Mostly it’s the great introvert conundrum, bouncing around ideas, trying to solve the great problems of the world (more like some close friends), realizing there’s little I can do to fix things other than being supportive, and plotting world domination. I also think Sunday morning coffee triggers some of this great contemplation. It’s just one of those things.
I’m also contemplating the massive quantities of yarn I’ve amassed over the past few years and how many places it lives it this house. It’s a byproduct of crafting, a lot of us also compulsively collect yarn with projects in mind for nearly every skein we put our mitts on, or see a skein in a colorway we fall instantly in love with and buy it to find a project for it later. As the knitting mojo comes back (see previous post) with the knitting of a insanely cabled pair of socks I’ve come to another conclusion, it’s time to start stash busting. It’s possible I have enough yarn squirreled away to open a tiny yarn shop.
With the exception of purchases for rare commissioned projects, it’s time to enlist some self-control and work from the stash bins for the next year. There’s everything from lace to bulky to choose from so things may get a little interesting.
How about you guys? What are you contemplating with your Sunday cup of coffee?