Working from the bottom, I’m up to the green tape line. And approximately one billion little bobbins of yarn. Each one of those paper squares has about 3,300 stitches. Here’s what the whole blasted thing looks like chart-wise. Here’s what it looked like when I dumped it out of the in-the-works bin. Greetings, citizens of Texahoma and Northern Utahfornia!Īnyway. Though by the time I finish this danged thing, there will probably be about sixty-two. In ten thousand different shades of gray. No, I have to start some dumb knitted map of the United States. The project in question is a nightmare, of course, because I am constitutionally incapable of starting a project that’s just a washcloth or a scarf or some other easy ten-rows of-garter-voila-finished kind of thing. I pushed aside the furniture blocking my yarn drawers and dug it out, like when whatsisface pried up the boards looking for the telltale heart. but I started thinking about a project I had just barely started last spring anyway and how maaaaaybe it would be a good idea to take a look at it again and give myself something to do during all this profuse and bountiful downtime. 20 that we have to mail in what seems like one second mean that I do not have any free making time. Ha ha ha, of course the bajillion subscriber copies of Field Guide No. Which created the false illusion that I would have some free making time coming up. There’s always this brief pause before the launch of a new Field Guide and I like to take ONE MOMENT to gaslight my own self by thinking, “Oh look how calm everything is! Look how even-keeled I am! Look at all of those low low low blood pressure numbers!” La la la, knitting, what’s that?īut then early this week, the warehouse died down just a little. So! I just shoved the stash cabinet drawers shut, dragged a chifforobe in front of them and decided to not think about any of it for a bit. If you’ve ever sold anything on eBay, you know that this is an Absolute Truth: people will spend fifty dollars of their time-and yours-arguing with you over fifty cents worth of goods. I only resisted doing it because I thought I’d be driven insane by dye lot questions and nitpicky price dickering. At one point toward the end of the year, I even considered just putting up all of my stash and tools-yarn, needles, project bags, all of it-for sale on Ravelry and eBay and being done with knitting forever. One consequence of that is that I haven’t even thought about a personal knitting project since late September. I kid! It’s way more than just pretty plum-sick! And I’ll be honest: we’re pretty plum-sick of touching yarn. Ever since, we’ve been behind-due to our one-at-a-time-in-the-warehouse (thanks to COVID) policy. Here it is February, and the warehouse has just now caught up from the nonstop Niagara of end-of-the-year orders that began the moment Holiday Shop launched last fall.
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