This is the thing about me:
I am an extremely organized, anal-retentive person trapped in the body of a complete slob.
Mess and clutter stress me out, but I'm also too lazy to prevent them from happening. Like, really lazy. So my apartment/laundry/stash/crafting projects get completely trashed and neglected until they finally reach a point where I absolutely can't handle them any longer and do a complete overhaul.
Inspired partially by the Yarn Harlot's self-made sock club and partially by a feeling of suffocating disorganization (in this case regarding my stash, though I cleaned the apartment and did all the laundry first), I have done this:
Each one of those bags contains a skein (or several) of yarn and a slip of paper or sketch dictating what the yarn will someday become. Most of them are design ideas, but a small handful are other people's patterns. Many of them may not work out, but it makes me feel better in the meantime. I took this picture before I was completely done...but in the end, I assigned fates to about 90% of my yarn. I still have two smallish plastic tubs filled with orphans (and handspun). I can handle that much purposeless yarn, I suppose. One of these days I need to go through all my yarn scraps and match them up for striped projects and little things, but that will have to come later.
I am in the middle of a bazillion things and as such have finished pretty much nothing. I keep toying with various ebook ideas and changing my mind part way through... but I think I know where I'm headed now. Heh.
Sneak peek? Don't mind if I do.
Damn I'm glamorous. Can't imagine why that modeling career didn't take off.