Ramblings of a Knitter

old-lady-jokesSo, I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time, but I think I have to confess something. I’m a knitter and, by the term knitter, I mean that I kind of have a real problem.¹ I like knitting more than I like people and the only store I actually like shopping at is Michaels. I’d like to say it’s because people don’t judge me there, but that’s honestly not true. I change up the store I go to in order to ensure they don’t judge me for buying too much yarn.

Honestly, though, knitting is just my thing. I enjoy it because it helps reduce my anxiety alone-yarn-artistand allows me to feel a little less lazy when I curl up in my chair and watch Netflix all night. However, I also enjoy knitting because I can knit simple patterns while I work on homework. Does it make me a bit of a recluse? Yes, but I honestly feel like that’s a side effect of being crazy, not knitting. Also, I’m a huge introvert who can pretend to be an extrovert, but normally prefers not to.

So you’re probably curious as to why I called this a confession. It’s really because I have a huge list of things that I fullyhiding-the-yarn-i-bought intend on knitting (blankets, scarves, and hats, oh my!), which also means I have a lovely yarn stash to go with it. Although the majority of my yarn is my Bernat Blanket Yarn (the softest thing EVER!), I have a lot of yarn that is more just a little of this and a little of that, if you get what I’m saying. I think the largest issue I’ve really ran into with my yarn stash is that I have no idea how to store it. It’s kind of taken over my closet in the same way that knitting has taken over my life.


My “addiction” actually isn’t that old. It all started about a year ago, when I discovered crocheting. I crocheted hats, scarves and blankets and sorry-id-rather-stay-homthen, suddenly, I grew bored with it. That’s when two knitting needles plopped into my hands. It took some brief direction from my boss, at the time, and I was off (this was three months ago). So far, I haven’t really knitted all that many things – as, apparently, speed is not on your side when you’re just starting out – but I’ve improved rather quickly and decided to start a page with all of my completed projects on it.

Since I’m twenty-seven – which I suppose is rather young in the world of knitters – I marry-the-onecontinuously get made fun of for being a grandma. However, I know that the people who support my elderly-ish passion are the ones I need in my life. In fact, I’m sure I’ll find a man one day that will sit in his chair, reading philosophically challenging books or watching intriguing documentaries with me, and love my hobby.²

This blog is starting to remind me of a yarn-stachschool paper that I really don’t know the purpose of, but I just keep babbling on. I think I just honestly had to let my yarn collection out of the closet, literally. At the same time I just wanted to write about knitting and use these really lovely memes that I found….

¹Or, at least, other people seem to think I do. I don’t really think I have any problem at all.

²Oh, and he’ll also love wearing all of my knitting creations, no matter how much he hates the colors.

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