Last night, as I was doing a little reorganizing, I rediscovered a tote full of various colors and types of novelty yarn. The knitting bug bit me a few years ago. I had a coworker who was very into it, always knitting on her breaks, and making some incredible projects. So I decided to give it a try. I ended up with some scarfs out of the deal, but never progressed past the basics. Being the way I am, though, of course I built up a collection of yarn.
So on discovering this treasure trove, I decided to embark on a silliness. I now have a 36" circular knitting needle. We'll see where this goes.
Here's the beginning:
What prompted the discovery was the cleaning of the basement in preparation for the annual visit of the maternal unit. She'll be arriving Friday, to celebrate Thanksgiving and the munchkin's birthday (6!) with us. The spare bedroom has been a storage locker for all the clothing I've made to sell, the vintage pieces I will supposedly eventually list in Miss Victoria's Vintage, and other pieces that I acquired with intent to alter and resell. I did a hard weed, as I've had a lot of these things for a year or two or more, and haven't done anything with them. So I've got two garbage bags full in the back of the van to go to the thrift store tomorrow, and another three bags of things I'll save till the next clothing swap chilling in the garage. And the spare bedroom is now fit to be lived in again.