Bad Starting Points

Oh dear, Internets, oh dear indeed.
Mentioning the forgotten thread last night made me think about how much yarn I *actually* had. I promptly got up, camera in hand, and took pictures of where it all is.

The term "stash" is used a lot in regards to yarn (and craft supplies of all sorts), but it really is the correct term for me. I have it "stashed" about the house in so many places. It's rather, erm, messy, and scattered. There is some of it I don't even remember what the intended project was!
I try to buy yarn only when I have a project in mind, and tend to stick to that, but hardly ever are these projects finished...let me show you.

The only drawer *not* full of yarn is the red one!!

This is not including the pink and two cream ones in the living room!

Yes, that is some crocheted bits still attached to skein (happens often) and yes it is hiding in with the sheets!

This applies to the picture below.

Ten gallons of yarn, in  theory. And yes, it's in bags, to keep started projects together. Do I know what they are? Probably not!

Top drawer of the dresser I talked about over vacation. Left over bits of the blanket for my soon-to-be-mother-in-law, and a few other ideas that I started on and abandoned.

Yes, this is a duffel bag. And yes it contains two separate blanket projects. One is almost done, even, and yet I haven't touched it in months!

This is in the living room. Top left is the red and black blanket, top right is for the star blanket I don't think I've told you about, and the bottom is for a moose, that I started on Christmas and haven't, also, touched since. I tend to do that!

Bits of the star blanket, and a ripple I started (and sort of fell out of love with) over the summer. This is a reusable shopping tote, and it is packed full, I assure you!

Yes, I think that is all. Of it, I mean, the yarn.
Internets, I have a problem. I am a starter, and not a finisher.
The plan is, some point in the very near future, at least get some sort of system going, other than what made sense at the time (which it still does, just not well).

Dears, what is the best way to organize yarn?!?!

xoxo, Jess (who just can't have enough, apparently!)

How This Goes Down

Internets, this is my workstation.

Yes, it is very glamorous. A 4 year old laptop (with an outdated Ubuntu release), on the floor in the living room, between the couch and the television. Very very glamorous indeed, don't you think?

Not much happens here, other than my tappity-tapping to you, dear Internets. I do other computer-things, sure, but this is where the blogging happens. Living room floor. Yup.
I'm a classy gal, what can I say.

I mention this, and I have my reasons, let me explain. I'm not just trying to tell you I'm weird or something - though some of us already knew this.
It's about this, the tappity-tapping.

I like the tappity-taps, the blogging. I really do. Most people I know in real life could care less about my crochet things and my old Pyrex things and stuff of that sort that I put on here. And there's only so much explaining to one's self that one can do about how a bowl is delightful. For me, typing it out helps complete the thought. Doesn't come up as often, once it's written out - be it on paper, on the computer, or even on my phone. There's something about actually writing that helps me make complete thoughts and feelings and it's very relaxing, I guess you could say.
I'm not really sure where I want this whole thing to go. I would like to keep up with it on the regular, and for right now, that means trying to post every day. So far so good, really. It also means, however, that I'm going to have to improve my picture-taking skills, because most of my pictures have been taken using my phone, which is very limited. I posses a real camera, I promise! I just need to break it out more often, which is another thing I need to work on.

Internets, what I'm trying to say, is that I enjoy doing this, and I enjoy getting to find other bloggers who love what they do as well, and feel the desire to share with others. I may not have the best ideas, the best projects, or the best Pyrex, but I'm proud of mine as well.

Tomorrow, I promise to have more exciting things to share than my laptop and my silly ideas on the tappings of such. Promise.

xoxo, Jess (who did not like having to go back to work today, by the way)