My stash is now a little scary

Not that long ago, I cleaned up... organized... purged... whatever... my knitting yarn stash. I vowed that I was going on a yarn diet because a) I was running out of space to store new yarn, and b) I've got a lot of yarn. Not comparatively, mind you. Lots of knitters have stashes much, much larger than mine; but, I discovered during that cleaning that I already had lots of lovely yarn that I couldn't wait to knit into lovely items for myself & others. Hence, the declared yarn diet.

I completely blew off that diet, like many dieters do, I suppose. I mean... just completely. First there was a Ravelry yarn crawl with other local knitters, then it was Maryland Sheep & Wool, and then a "few skeins" of sock yarn for Chico since most of my sock yarn is pink (for me!), then it was Koigu mill ends at Rosie's Yarn Cellar. Those activities, coupled with the axiom "sock yarn doesn't count as stash," just killed that diet. I mean, I slayed it.

So yesterday, I re-organized the stash. I didn't purge anything though, because it was all (all!) Good Stuff. Holy cats. I packed all the synthetic & cotton yarns (my least favorites, not that there's anything wrong with them) into one of those plastic zippered bed-in-a-bag bags and... moved the huge-ass bag to somewhere outside the main stash.

I now have yarn stashed in two (two!) places in our home. The second mini-stash is out of site, but... I'm a little surprised at myself & a little ashamed. Yikes. I have a lot of yarn, by my personal standards.

I'm reinstating the diet, and I vow to be completely serious about it this time. Girl Scout's Honor¹.

¹ I use "Girl Scout's Honor" as a pledge, as this lady does.