Happy Knitting New Year!

I was playing fetch with the dogs last night in the living room (don't tell Mr Knits - he wasn't there) and the ball went behind the couch. Well, I couldn't find it - there are so many bags of partly finished knitted items, the ball got lost in one of them.

I'm thinking that if I don't get some of these projects done, I run the risk of severely offending the knitting gods, in particular the revered Mother Merino of Cashmere, if I don't get this problem under control.

So, I decided to make some knitting resolutions today, and November 12th is heretofore declared (at least in my life) Knitting New Year. And I have set a deadline of January 1, 2010 to have them all finished.

My resolutions so far are:
  1. I must finish all eleventy gazillion projects already on the needles before starting even one more new one.
  2. Make all the matching socks to the singlets at home and in the shop. There must be twenty of them.
  3. Go through the part and single balls of yarn I have squirrelled away and either donate, give away or throw them out. I haven't used some of these bits in years, and I know I won't use them now.
  4. Organize my addi's once and for all. End of that story.
  5. Go diving behind the couch and get all the projects out. Ask Mr Knits about this one.
  6. Organize, file, throw out, burn - whatever it takes to get my personal pattern and book collection under control.
In order to do this, I must gather up all those pretty bags I have single projects in, put each project into a ziplock bag, put them in a BIG basket and get to work. Only, I can't imagine where I'll get a basket that big. I have a lot of unfinished projects.

Oh, and that thing about "behind the couch". That's the "Black hole of Nancy's knitting". It's where I hide partly knit things from sight - mine, John's and the dogs. Sometimes, I don't like what I'm knitting, and figure I'll finish it later, so I shove it back there. Out of sight, out of mind. Or, I needed to bring more yarn from the store, and I forgot to bring it home. Of course, if I've hidden the thing away, there's nothing to remind me to bring yarn home, so I don't. And some of it is the essential "emergency knitting". Those are the easy projects you can drag out when you want mindless knitting. But it's got to stop. Really.

I was thinking of beginning a "Startaholics Anonymous" group for wayward knitters and crocheters. But then I'd be starting something else. And I couldn't shove a group behind the couch. There simply isn't enough room. So I trashed that idea.

I started the behind the couch diving this morning. And I brought out almost every bag from back there, put them in my car and toodled off to work.

The bags are still in the car.

And the dog's ball? I never did find it.

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dresda said…
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dresda said…
You are suffering from the disease common to knitters called 'Idea Explosion'. Unfortunately it is a chronic disease but painless and never fatal!

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