Valerie left me a comment that said her mom told her that "whoever dies with the biggest stash wins". I'm claiming that prize right now. Since I'm off buying more yarn today I thought I'd share my shame. Here is my sock yarn bin. I couldn't fit it all in the photo.
I have yarn on shelves all over the house.
I can't show you all of the stash closet because of the warping board but it's full.
The tip top shelf is covered in Knit Picks boxes.
I have shelves of their kits. I am such a sucker for kits. I never knit them. I just collect them.
I've got Elan too.
These sealed packs are too pretty to open so I'll never use them. I have three of them. Crazy, right?
This yarn must be over 25 years old. I bought it when I was knitting for my kids. My oldest is 40. I've got six boxes of it.
Up on the top shelves where I cure the soap is this big basket of Palette all sorted by color.
My expensive lace yarn is stored carefully in these baskets.
I see you. See that snowman bag hanging there all innocently? Yep. Yarn. Full of even more laceweight just in case I want to make another Pi shawl. None of this is counting the three bins of acrylic that are downstairs or what's tucked away in the living room side tables.
Tomorrow I guess I'll be showing you the new addition(s). I should have my head examined.