Each Wednesday, I take stock of the projects I’m working on.

You never know how much yarn you have till you pack it all into boxes.

I’m moving on Monday, so it’s been packing and donating, and sorting, and tossing, and returning, and cursing the amount of yarn and fabric I’ve managed to acquire. I’m pretty positive that I own more “potential clothing” in the forms of yarn and fabric, than I own “wearable clothing.”

But between the packing and the cursing, I wove in a kagillion ends, washed, and blocked my piles of handwoven fabric.

Of course, I finished them and they went straight into a box. But at least they’re done.