Okay, here it is. Please note this is after 3 hour of cleanup and whatnot. I did a bit of gutting, some frogging, some tossing, you know. Anyway, here it is in my short little basement:
The dresser in the bottom right, also full of yarn. Elann Peruvian Highland wool.
That is a buttload of rubbermaids. Also, I realized a few things about myself and my "collection".
- I'm entirely too fond of Debbie Bliss. It's creepy almost.
- For the amount of socks I knit, there is no justification for the amount of sock yarn I have.
- I really like anything variegated/handpainted/self striping. For lack of a better term, I'm a colour whore who is too lazy to change colours on her own.
- I seem to really prefer wool over any other fibre.
That's about it kids. I won't be taking picis of the UFO's today. I'm spent, I really am. That was exhausting and more than a little embarassing. I can't imagine counting it like Ann does. My head would explode.
I'm going to go knit now. Because that's why I bought all that stuff, right? Bahahahaha, sure it is!