I have been amazingly cranky lately, and I couldn't figure out why. But then it occurred to me -- I haven't been knitting.
Like, at all.
I have a pair of socks that is less than hour from being finished -- and they've been that way for nearly a month. I have three sweaters (two adult, one baby) on tap, and two shawls. And we mustn't forget the ubiquitous clap. There's another pair of socks that I'm a solid 25% into, and a Dr. Who scarf. Surely I don't need to point out that I'm likely forgetting three or four projects.
Anyway, saving the socks and the Dr. Who scarf, none of these projects are at a place where I can just pick them up and start knitting. I need to sit down with pretty much every single one, figure out where I was, and what the frack to do next. And frankly, I just haven't had two brain cells to rub together lately to accomplish this.
I realized that the problem was serious last night when the Knitting Purchase Pushers Association (KPPA)* was placing an order with Knitpicks and I'm all, "Meh. Yarn. I don't need more yarn. I have yarn."
People. This is clearly even more critical than I thought.
I clearly require some sort of intervention, or some cashmere or really fancy hand-dyed sock yarn.
* KPPA, or the Knitting Purchase Pushers Association is also known as "my friends, Gretta, Jess and Koren."
