Warning: Tidy-minded readers may find this post painful.
A yarn volcano has erupted in my living room. Trails of fibrous lava are snaking everywhere, and threaten to overwhelm the nearby furniture. Viewing the woolly disaster area, certain questions spring to mind:
1. Why do I have either no ideas at all, or 8 ideas at once? There seems to be a sort of feast-or-famine principle governing the distribution and flow of creativity, under which inspiration begets inspiration, giving birth to an ever-changing, ever-growing pile of UFOs in my living room (and dining room, and bedroom). Which leads to Question 2:
2. Why don't I simply finish one project before beginning the next? (The cry of crafters through the ages.) Am I afflicted with artistic ADD? If so, what is the treatment?
3. Will I NEVER learn to wind my yarn into tidy balls before I start crocheting? (Not the first time I've asked myself this.) I justify this negligence by telling myself I may wish to work with the yarn doubled - and that's easiest to do with an original skein, which allows me to use one strand from the middle and the other from the outside. Is this a valid excuse?
Perhaps what I need is an iron supplement (to strengthen my self-discipline).
Or maybe just a spare room.
How do you keep your yarn under control?
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