I learned how to knit 8 years ago. It is something that brings me joy â€“ going to my LYS (Local Yarn Store) and drool over all the neatly arranged yarn, fighting the temptation to nuzzle my face against all of that luscious fiber, picking out that perfect skein, and then knitting a project with it. I love it all.
But then I found myself with way too much yarn. Bins of it, divided by color. I decided that all my yarn needs to fit in one container, so I began the process of knitting down all my stash. It took a few years, but I finally culled it.
And now it’s slowly creeping up again. So I’m in stashbusting mode, using up all the remnants in little knits like fingerless mitts and hats, the occasional jar cozy. Luckily, most of the colors coordinate with each other so I can mix them together without too much trouble.
The main incentive to use up all that yarn is so I can go out and buy more.